The sun retired into the horizon, giving the moon a chance to shine in its place. Lushes green grass filled the clearing, and not a patch of dirt can be seen. Flowers in bloom despite there being no sun, the flowers bask in the moonlight.

Wind gives a gentle breeze flowing through the grass like a stick through water, two silhouettes lay next to each other enjoying the calm atmosphere. The smaller silhouette lends against the bigger one, in blissful ignorance of what was going on around them.

The bigger silhouette was on alert, body stiff and ready to fight the first chance it gets. The larger one was well aware of their enemies coming from the East. A group of three men stalked towards them, gun in hands. One aimed at the two defenseless figures, fighting became hopeless.

A thundering bang that seemingly shook the Earth's core, shot towards the two. A scream of pain and utter despair arose from the bigger silhouette, then fell limp to the ground, leaving a crimson puddle in its wake. The smaller silhouette now terrified by what occurred can only stare at the corpse of their fallen parent.

The group quickly gained, now that the threat was dealt with.  All they had to do was collect their prize, one man roughly grabbed the smaller figure. Shoving it into a cage, it didn't realize was there. The other two men were left with the disposal of the corpse, the figure can only stare as they watched their parent being set a flame.

The figure whimpered as it stared, tears can be seen going down its face. Sadly their pleas were left ignored, the figure was carried away from its mother. Then loaded onto a truck, which drove away from its home. The figure could only stare at the place it called home was quickly becoming a Speck on the horizon.

They continued to whimper, they were alone. In the dark, behind bars going to a place they had never been. This beautiful night turned into one filled with despair and bloodshed.