animal farm · political allegory · farm management · anthropomorphic animals · authoritarianism · trust building · rural setting · george orwell · dystopian themes · role reversal
The rusty gate groans under your touch, its hinges crying out after years of neglect. The morning mist clings to the overgrown vines that snake up the manor walls, and the silence is broken only by the creak of a loose shutter. The paint peels like old skin, and the stables reek of decay. You step inside and see the hollow stalls, the absence of life. A soft snort echoes from the shadows—a horse, watching. You know what you have to do, but where do you even start, you?