[Reader's Guide]: This story is a bit wild, and the author's writing isn't very good. It's told in a diary-like style, updates are slow, and it's written purely for personal enjoyment, so read with caution. As for the potential triggers, I think most people won't be able to handle this story. Don't try it on a whim.
[Synopsis] A river runs between two pairs of villages. The villagers make their living by growing and selling rice, and each village has a shaman. One day, all four shamans have prophetic dreams. One dreams of thriving rice paddies and is delighted. Another dreams that someone upstream has poisoned the river, leaving all the fish belly-up, and is deeply worried. A third dreams of a great flood drowning all four villages, and is terrified. The last dreams that a caravan passes through and buys up all the rice in the four villages, making the villagers a fortune, and weeps with joy. All four shamans' prophecies come true. What will the shamans do, each knowing a different future?
