A land carrying the legacy of our forefathers, who had toiled and planted for the generations, unborn to leave in many years.when planters journeyed to the great beyond scavengers, came into the land raided its fruit and sewed types.
The land was left abandoned and stripped of its glory.
As nothing Thoms fields the vast area.
From the generations to generations great farmers are born with their skills and determination, they try to review the land and awaken it, from its decaying state.
Can a dry borne leave again, can a withered tree blossom again like in spring time and rain.
A Scholar once asked!
Who will restore its blume!
Who is that great warlock ready to manure the land with his blood and sweat?
Who can clear the land in the midst of thoms.
Who can withstand the sharp claws of the thoms as It slowly divides into once flesh and puts it asunder.
One day the sun and the rain will solemnize,a warrior shall arise amidst the pirates,
A man born with the mandate as of old.
A man born shall exhaust the price of the land like that of a unicorn.
There will be a time when seasons don't count, where trees will blossom on rocky fields.
A time known as a new dawn.