When the angry lord of mountain Gilli aligned with the ministry of darkness, this eruption like a wild bull no control nor any harness.
The life started running others outran them several hours before, but the smartest waited there for the event in the lore.
Said the prophecy "when the bright blue sky gets captured by the evil forces, covered by a black dye, a sun second would appear and the dark haze would turn shy".
Every life ran nearly destroyed but the smartest stood and saw it by, erupted ash rose up and the sky blackened, life and death, against were the odds stacked.
Rose from the ashes of a begonia brook side, a four winged beast into darkness it hide, opened its wings and took a stride and shone as the second sun even darkness turned side.
The legend burned out the lord's ballyhoo and the destruction quickly flew, away went the darkness; the sky was blue and the prophecy had turned true
VOLKAHUNA! VOLKAHUNA! VOLKAHUNA!
~Ajay
March 2016
