"Father! Father!" A work-worn young teen with scattered traces of dirt and soil gestured toward the sky; his voice was extremely loud as awe, surprise, curiosity, and fear permeated his heart.
"What?" A hearty voice resounded. A middle-aged man dressed humbly turned to the child with a hoe in hand, his sun-tanned cheeks dirtied by soil. The father walked toward his son, curious about the reason for such an urgent shout, and as he arrived, he naturally followed the outstretched hand of his son.
"What in the heavens…?" With an agape mouth, his eyes reflected the unimaginable image of a long serpent slithering across the sky. It was growing larger and larger with each passing second. "Serpent?!"
"Father, what is that?"
"..." Unable to answer his son's doubts, he instinctively ordered: "Go get your mother and sister." The son was taken aback, but the father followed with a strong, authoritative shout: "NOW!"
