~ Third Person's Point of View ~
The sun shines as bright as a diamond. There's no trace of how gloomy and shady the night was as the land turned dry and waterless.
And the forest of Samaria was calm and quiet as it was used to be.
At the horizon of the forest, there was a hidden hut. There was an old man who lived in there, alone and deserted. He has never been threatened by the critters since the hut was just a display.
The old man would go out from the underground when the foods weren't enough for the whole month. He was skilled in hunting wild animals and sometimes he would collect the ripe fruits in the forest.
"Ohhh! The leaves are dried up too easily!" He exclaimed as he touched the leaves of berry.
He was also carrying an empty jar that he planned to fill with water from the falls.
The route down to the water was undeniably stony and risky, yet, he used to go down for almost sixty years in living in the forest.
