Black clouds surrounded the farm, while the flies, birds and fatal replies followed along its back.
People looked at the sky when tiny droplets of the chill rain touched their skin now and then.
" What do we do now, Mrs. Deplua? Can you continue beating the rain", worried by the sudden change in weather, Leo asked her.
" Nothing to worry! Its that boy who brought the dark clouds to us. They might be from the angelic bristlecone pine", pointing her fingers towards Jason, she said to the brothers.
In flower land there was a strong belief believed by people, which was passed on from one generation to the other.
