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Finally, the sun rose above dark grey clouds which were surrounding a small village for centuries. This village was one of the most violent and bloodthirsty villages that you could ever imagine; this was a barbaric village; this place was called, 'Gurdev Zac'. Their world, the 'barbaric world' seemed like the chaos and collapse of a civilisation. However, they were living very peacefully compared to what some farmers said about these savages. Now, it is the sixth century, out of all primitive beliefs; they had one very strict rule which was rarely broken because of its massive consequences, but it said, "Whomever kills an animal and does not share with another family member; this person will be banished from the village; but also this person will be taken to an island, 'Gar-thed-uv'; without food, living alone; forever.". Today, this law had been broken by a poor child. The barbaric chief had no mercy, even to a fifteen year old child.
The child's name was, 'Dorolh'. He was of average height. Dorolh had black hair which was very short, since one of the traditions of this barbaric village was that, "whenever a boy loses a fight, he must cut his hair". The boy's eyes were dark brown and he was very slim; almost as if he was starving. Dorolh's clothes were reflecting the world that he was living in. His shirt was dirty through blood and mud; the shirt looked like an ancient wreck. Also, this clothing was too large for the poor child. His trousers were brown, baggy and again, too big to be worn; whereas, Dorolh's shoes were destroyed to the point were the tip of his toes were easy to see.
The barbaric chief, known as, 'Xank', which meant, (in the barbaric language of this village), 'the omniscient and the omnipotent'. He sent people to say that all the people of the village need to meet at twelve o'clock p.m. at the highest hill in the village.
Blood was coming from underneath every single doorstep in the village; this meant twelve o'clock for these uncivilized people. When villagers crowded the hill, the 'Barbaric Chief', 'Xank' began his speech by saying, "There was a very disruptive and rather exciting event which happened this morning… a child, Dorolh Brank, son of Bruguel, broke our sainted rule. I thought about my decision; kill him or send him to the island…and I chose the second option. Therefore, Dorolh step forward." Dorolh too afraid to look at villagers went to, 'Xank', and stood shrinking in fear of the outcome. The Chief said in a mocking voice. "Today, it is your day!" The crowd erupted with imitational laughter. The 'Barbaric Chief' continued his merciless speech. "Look at these people. This is your last chance to see them." He cruelly laughed.