On a cold November month, the crisp morning due drops on the leaves sparkeled in the early morning sun light. Flicky's sang in the tress with their sweet melody sounds. Squirrels forage around the medium tall grass looking around for their hidden acorns. Peace rang throughout the forest like it's never going to end.
A small village could be seen in the distance beyond the trees. It wasn't a big village at all, just a few hut houses here and there with a lot of stores and market places to go and shop. The sound of the morning bell in the high tower rang through the sleepy village. Leting everyone in the village know that it's the start of a new day.
After the early morning thawed out to a cool 65 degrees, a blue flash ran by the village streets. Standing Mobians were alm