Lumeria

A long, long time ago, when the trees were unable to bear fruit, when the once clear skies screamed grey, when we mean't abseloutely nothing. A long retired farmer set off to the mountains to search for work. Initially, he was unsuccessful; by then the southeast could not even bring forth a single fruit. There was really no hope for this land, the earth and all people on it were bound to inevitable death. Whether it would be starvation, war, or simply just to end it all. He thought the same -That was until he came across a flourishing terrain. It was a large empty plot of land, kilometers wide and kilometers long. Quite a rare phenomenon for the high grounds. He shouted with joy, thanking God for having such mercy on him and his family. "This is sacred worship grounds," a whisper of a voice remarks. The man look left, right and center for who it could've been. No one was there. The man got on his knees and begged for forgiveness. The voice had mercy on him and decided to strike a deal. 'If you're so willing to live on this land, I don't see why not. I will give you and anybody who comes to this land a gift. In return you are to never leave this land." The man, hesitant at first, decided to agree to the conditions. That man was George Lumiere, the founding father of the Lumeria, a city so bright yet so hidden.....