The air hissed and cackled as it rent the trees and flattened the grass. The clouds were misty and hid the light of the sun from view. The cliff overlooked a fisherman's boat being battered by vehement waves among the dark blue sea. The world seemed in chaos and fear.
A boy, resting his head upon the roots of a tree opens his sleepy white eyes and all seemed to stop. The air seemed at rest. The waves silenced themselves. The clouds parted. The sun shone through the misty clouds. The world seemed to bow down before him. Anyone observing what had just occurred would be convinced that this boy was to bring change.