The sky was pitch black when the thunders were all over the earth. The people who were out on the field stopped and looked toward the sky. A child who ran around for a few seconds ago ran to his parents and cried. The adults tried to calm both the children and the animals, but whatever they did it made the children screaming more and the animals pulled the rope to run away. The same happened all over the world. A priest stood up on the big mountain that showed a perfect view over the small village that his church was. He sighed heavily and looked at the villagers ran into the church and shouted prayers. He looked up at the sky that became darker and darker.
“He’s mad,” said a light voice behind him.
The priest turned around to see a young man with chocolate brown hair and eyes. The man just stood there in a pair of worn pants and showed no sign that he froze.
The man stood beside the priest and looked down towards the village.
“She’s gone,” he said with a sad voice.
The priest stared at him and the sky.
“God wants her to return?” asked the priest, and felt the power of the lightning a few meters away from them.
The man nodded and turned his gaze toward the priest.
“She is God’s favorite, she’s balance.”
“Why did she disappear?.”
The man sighed and started to walk away. ” Nobody knows.”
The priest stared after him and turned his gaze back toward the village that was in flames.