life is a game Of fame

The sun had been rising above a dark, damp landscape. The air cold, yet bearable for it's inhabitants. And no, the story isn't about the elk moose or wolves, it's about a young couple living inside of it, resting in the small village they call their home. Modern? Not exactly. They had technology, yes. Plenty, but they preferred to be connected with the life around them, all considered sacred and precious to the people around them. The ground had shone a Bright, golden color. A rising golden hour, to be honest. The sun had beautiful rays of gold this day, the clouds nowhere to be seen in the near orange sky. Soon, the sun had been high in the sky, shining beams of light so bright and beautiful you would try to slice them to keep. Yet, this beautiful weather is a lie to a good beginning, for they will meet plenty of troubles inside the land they considered safe.