Croak- cock -co-co-co-co-coak -cock...!
It was early in the morning and the repeated rhythmic crowing of a flock of early roosters echoed the entire Sandara Town. The piercing, unsmooth sounds of those cockerels woke all the town dwellers. Especially those toddlers woke up and the previous dead-like serene and relaxed ambiance inside the castle was filled with the chain crying and cooing of those three thousand toddlers, waking almost all those looking after and sleeping with them.
The sharp unpleasing sounds of the repeated crowing sound of roosters died down on hearing the early commotion rushed coming from all those town folk leaving inside the castle. For everyone, however, another early morning meant another good tooling day for them as they began their daily early chores.
