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CHAPTER ONE
Darkness Approaches
Daybreak was about as the sun peaked over the top of the Northern Mountains. Grey clouds moved out, presenting clear skies. The rain droplets on the glass windows from the night before began to fade. Strong gusts shook the rickety rooftops of many village homes that were scattered among the miles of farmland. It was just like any other day through the quietness of Pyro Village. It seemed almost deserted with the only sound of the wind blowing through trees and crackling leaves littering across the trail.
Pyro Village was a peaceful place that ran for over fifty miles on the southern part of the first island named Elpine. The village was surrounded by a tall wooden fence that kept out intruders. Half of the village was located in the dense forest and shaded by the thick treetops. Most of the homes were made from small handmade blocks of wood, that were crafted to inter lock with each other. The rooftops were made of hay that was compressed into panels that were six inches thick by two feet wide and were as long as needed.