[two weeks later]
Since I put Mr. Fisherman to his grave, I catch much more fish. Even more than our most experienced people. They catch a lot of junk; it’s scary how much gargabe the river brings. It is also strange, as there are no towns further up the river. It’s just mountains there. And Pondward definitely doesn’t have this much trash.
Anyway, people began to suspect I’m under some blessing and I feel a bit uncomfortable everyone talking about me.