The rain poured and poured over the vast meadow. It was as if today was one of those fateful days, so important, so inevitable. It was as if some unseen higher power had decided to show all other, lower beings and nature how angry and enraged it was.

The roaring wind blew through the overgrown field. The lush branches of the few trees that could be seen through this dark, angry, and sad picture swayed. The gray shroud enveloped every...