On the meadow lied a home. It was a happy home. One day, the youngest went on an adventure. They went further than they were allowed, reaching the mountain. They climbed, climbed and climbed. A rock broke off, the child fell into a cave. They tumbled, far and down. Into the hellhole below. The firey pit engulfing them whole.
The family searched, gathered, and wept. It is believed that the child was born anew. Into a guardian of the earth itself.
