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Darkness ruled the land and everything on it. Grass lands burnt to ash, remainings of inisant warm blooded animals covered the dry, meaningless dirt. The sky was like a violent color of black with not a single splash of color. No one could do anything about it, they were too weak, controlled, and helpless. Their hair were strands, not healthy, or thick. The flesh faded to the bone as there face was like no other face, they were proof of living skeletons. When you looked at their needing eyes you couldn't see a person only an object for they weren't people anymore they were servants and worked till their body's had failed, and death arrived. It was amazing they could even stand on their own two feet, they were like sticks. For each step they took it was like watching a baby deer wobble for the first time. They all worked like oxes and sweated like pigs, they were known as slaves to the cold blooded but friends to the warm blooded. It was a rare moment when the sun even gleamed dazzled on the land, very rare indeed, for these people had never seen sunshine in years. Rivers and waterfalls became hydrated and were no more, but replaced by small ugly mudded floods. Day and night the weak citizens prayed for a miracle but their hope was soon to fade. They were becoming deshearten and against their allie's, some fought and nearly killed others to live, greed controlled their lives.
A poor girl who had been locked in a dungeon was the only one who's mind wasn't destroyed. She was the only one, knowing who she was and what was going on with everyone. For two years she starved for food as she was only fed a portion of old stale bread and a small hand of water. She was the only hope the dying people had, she was their life, their miracle, their spirit. She tried to do everything she could for these poor people but could do nothing. She was helpless compared to these murderor's who controlled the land. Her shinney, thick, brown hair rested on her shoulders. Her sad, searing eyes gave out to the people as she watched from her railed window. The one she looked out, dazed day and night watching in complete pain as life went by. Her heart tugged and pulled, she felt like killing herself for these people, she would do anything for them but had nothing offensive, nor brutal. She only wished she knew how to wake up from this terryifying nightmare. She'd rather die than watch these people of her own suffering and being betrayed, turning into corpes by the minute, digging their own graves to burry their own bodies in. Although, she was not alone in this cold, scorn, heartless dungeon for she had a small friend by her side. Small, a bit on the skinny side but was the most joyful thing in the whole land she had ever seen. She named him Hentah, because it was the word that changed her life forever, for he was a canary and she loved him, a yellow, fluffy bird. "Oh Hentah, I remember when this whole land used to be beutiful," said the girl. And this is how the story begins...
...Dashing and prancing through the grasses was the girl, not just a girl but was almost a women but not quite; only a few months after seventeen years old. She loved animals and they loved her. The animals ran freely across the wet, lively mud as she followed, ran as fast as the deer did. Shadows from the trees touched her gentle face as she landed on the grass with her hands stretched out freely with her ears open. Hearing the birds singing from the heavens, high above the woodlands. Her name, Shrief, she would do anything that would get in her way. She was brave, strong, and diligent, boys were nothing compared to her for she won every physical, mental game known possible. There was one boy in paticular, though not as weak as the other boys, he was a challenge to her, strong, smart, and her best known friend, they were the same age. He had smooth, dark hair and the darkest brown eyes you would ever see that shimmered when the light hit the perfect spot. His name was Suskia, and did everything he could to be a good friend. It was very rare for them to get angry with each other and ignore. Together they were the most strongest beings in the whole land, almost invincible to the naked eye. The villagers adored them both, for they were young. But youth didn't matter in this village for it was the Chien city. Everyone was happy and cheerful as could be.
As the grass began to crinkle Shreif rose up, and in-hailed the fresh warm air that travled through her nose. Suddenly she felt a warm touch on her shoulder, she looked down at the grass and could see a tall black shadow.
"What are you doing?" asked the voice.
Shreif then looked up at the concerned face, who bleonged to Suskia's.
"Nothing why?" she asked.
"Oh, I was just wondering, it's not that often that you go out here alone without me you know," he said.
"Well, I was...going to bring you but you looked busy, and I didn't wanna bother you, so I decided to come here by myself, is there a problem with that?" Shreif asked him.
"Not at all, I was just a little worried, that's all."
"Worried, about what?" she asked.
"Oh nothing really, there's just been some complaints lately that's all," he said.
"Complaints? what are you talking about?"
"Well, there has been some rumors going around about this new guy that just moved in, he's been known to act pretty strange." "What's his name?" she asked.
"Not sure, haven't really asked anyone, just eavesdropping really," he replied.
"You know your not supposed to eavesdrop like that, it's rude," she said.
"Yeah I know, but sometimes I just can't help myself."
"Sometimes I just don't understand you."
"What's that supposed to mean?" asked Suskai uncertain.
"Nevermind I said anything, you wanna do something?" asked Shrief.
"Well there's not really a whole lot to do," Suskai replied.
"Yeah, I guesse you're right."
Suddenly the trees started raking against the noon air and the clouds became huddled together for a celebration of newborn rain.
"Oh no, it's just like I remembered. Looks like a storms coming in," he said, with his head held up high and his broad shoulders strecthed out confident. His eyes were reading fear from the darkened clouds.
Roar!! Cried the lightning as the clouds created rain.
"Come on Shreif, we must find shelter, and fast!!"
"But where can we go?" she asked, her hair dripping wet as drops of water slid down her cheeks onto the slices of grass.
"I don't know, but we must warn the villagers!!!"
"But my parents, they need me, we should go to my house first," said Shrief.
"Fine, now can we go?!!" Suskai suddenly seized Shreif's arm unexpectedly and dashed off towards the village.
Trees were fighting the wind but were losing because of it and faced the consequenses by getting beaten to the ground.
"There's not much time!!" he moaned.
"What are you talking about?" Shreif asked as she was still being dragged behind by Suskai's tight grip.
"Forget it!" he excaimed, and kept running with the pace of the wind.
Birds were no longer heard for they too could feel the storm rising in their blood, so they took off finding a place where they could be hidden from the evil violence of the god of storm.
Rabbits scurried all around finding burrows for shelter and the deer were prancing off elsewhere to be safe from the danger of the weakened trees.
"What is with you anyway's? It's just a storm," said Shrief trying to catch up to Suskai's pace.
"You don't understand Shrief, that's not just a storm it's more like a hurricane, or worse!! Our whole village could be whiped out, everyone you know could be dead if we don't hurry!!"