Words to be used: fringe, black, eggs, washed, flickering.
Our family, the Wigraves, have always lived on the fringe of society as blacksmiths selling our trade of coin and food, such as lamb, carrots and eggs.
We lived in a small hovel by a stream where we caught fish and washed our clothes on Wednesdays. We dried them by the flickering flames of the fire. Our lives were quiet and happy form many years.
That all changed after the torrential floods that washed our home into the black waters of the valley nine years ago. As if it couldn’t get any worse, the Vikings came the day after to take what was left.