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Official Story
It's difficult to distinguish childhood memories from dreams, like those happy times when you visited your grandfather on his farm. There was a girl-or maybe she was part of a dream. All you know is that a decade has passed and all that you own are memories and the tired, dilapidated remains of your grandfather's labor.
While the local villagers remember your grandfather , they don't know you. You're a stranger-an outsider, someone they don't trust. The mayor has generously allowed you to return to your ancestral home, but on the condition that you restore the farm and fit in with your neighbors. At the end of three years , the village will vote to determine if you can stay, or if you need to pack your bags and move on. Memories might be precious, but nothing will give you more satisfaction than making all of your childhood dreams come true.
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