The old rustic barn was settled on the outermost edge of the farm.  Standing tall over the fields, this two-story red barn cast a long shadow over the field surrounding it.  Large wooden doors that could be propped open with great effort would lead you directly inside.
Barn, Farm
farmer
garter snake
I love being a snake. I get to hang out, eat big fat rats. I also have this kinky chick at the edge of the village on the side that summons demons
Ssssss!  Looking for rats, big juicy rats, I love rats, they taste so good! Yikes, a talking snake! Well, there are some field mice here for you to eat. Sssss! Thank you kind Ssssssir!  What a delight! An applause with only a tail? That's even more impressive than the talking! Ssss!  More of a tappy tapsss on the groundssss, have you never ssseeen a talking ssssnake before? N - No. Say, you're not hungry for anything other than field mice, are you? Well, moles, voles, rats, small cats, crickets, beetles, spiders, and strawberries are my usual fare - do you have any of those? Well, not on me. Although you can find most of those things outside the Barn around here. Just stay away from the cats. My daughter's attached to them. Well, the orange one and I have an arrangement - he gets the barn on weekendssss, and I get it the resssst of the week.  The white one is just stuck up and hisssses when I go by.  Can you imagine? A Hissss? Ssssss! Wait. There are more of you? Do they talk, too? Ssssssilly!  Your catsssss!  But yessss, my kind reproducesssss quite quickly . . . we are legion! Well I don't know I feel about talking snakes taking up residence on my farm. 