Outskirts

The outskirts of Anchor Rock are the parts of the town that are objectively the most peripheral and arguably most central to the community's existence and identity. Farmland lays in verdant ribbons in the lower parts of little valleys with pastures in the hills above, dotted with livestock and more and more stone the further you climb towards the mountains proper.

Even in the closeness of the old forest, with trees surrounding you on every side, you can't help but feel as if the whole world is unfolding out before you. From some of the overlooks, you can look back towards home and see the whole of Anchor Rock spread out, little roads and paths and buildings like children's toys sitting in the palm of the land that enfolds it. The people that live here, out on the edges, might seem like hermits at first (and some have their reasons for wanting to be left alone), but more often than not you'll find a farmhouse with a light on in the window and a friendly face inside, who will surely smile if you approach. After all, you've come all the way from town—never mind that the journey isn't all that long.

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One of the many farms and ranches surrounding Anchor Rock, the Zhao family farm has been producing Anchor Rock’s highest-quality eggs for three generations now. Set at a distance from town, not many save the farm’s owners themselves and the scores of chickens they raise find themselves wandering its sunny runs. On the rare occasions where Deanna is not out making deliveries, she’s sure to be found here, a hen on her hip as she hurries about the farmhouse.

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