• Introduction

    Rain. Falling from the sky like little, shining droplets of jewels; hard and cold. A typical day for Iskar village. The animal skin on Ron‘s hut soaked up most of the water droplets. Suddenly what seemed like a peaceful and calm day turned into a disastrous mayhem. Loud noises roared about the skies. The clear, crystal rain turned into droplets of hell. Rivers were ambushed by hot, burning lava. Ron blinked twice, reluctant to believe what was happening, and everything went black.