Yuri stood by the outdated facade recently painted green. He walks with an axe held on one hand huffing as he approaches the pile of woods. He goes on blobbing about the choice of hue made to his mom, Rosalie.
- They could have used any color but green. We are already rich in greenery...pretty queer.
Indulging her into seeing his point with a clear gesture to the vastness of the grassy area abound.
Rosalie - "A different design would have been nice but an addition isn't bad either. It was your sister's idea."
He lifts the chopped firewoods and places them at a corner whipping his last slam.
- "Such an uglifier!".
He's a reknown linotypist admired by many but he admires the uplifting renovations made by some house owners and shows his dislike to the rusty obscenes that match Hemmisfield's senectitude.
Meg, his elder sister on the other hand goes to choir school and puts a good amount of time into practice at the cathedral by the river which stretches as wide as half the communities across the land.
One day, an ambiance slowly crept in but is disregarded by their local authorities as normal and so they all followed suit giving a moderate reaction to the mild blowing winds and damp air conditions of a looming tropical depression showing signs for days.
It heightened in the early hours of dawn sweeping through the community devastatingly razing buildings as rescuers storm the ruins in search of survivors. Rosalie and Meg were amongst the ones saved as they tucked together weeping out of fear and grief.
The officers had to clear the place and take the victims somewhere safe for temporary lodging. They weighed on daily radio broadcasts and briefings from the camp for updates as they all pray that the ongoing search might at least aid them set their sights on the bodies of their loved ones as more people where rushed to the hospital when found.
There's no belonging left for them to go back to so when the the dust settles, relocation is for sure as they flee away from their beloved Hemmisfield which is now bleak and debris-filled.
She prays nonstop pondering on losing her husband long ago when Meg and Yuri were saliently so young. She solely took care of them since then untill they grew older now she loses her only son, supposedly.
The heavy fall of the buildings caused a shakeup and Yuri had found an opening underneath leading to an underground long dug and housed by the town's aboriginals.
He took a lamp from the scraps and brightens the gloomy opening as he descends in it. Coughs up wiping the sticky dust off of his colored face.
The apparent inscriptions on the plaques and walls caught his eyes as he rubs his fingers on the surfaces.
Its ideographic floors entells more than he perceives. He carries on knowing his curiosity could well get him trapped and at worst killed. "am already dead to the world" he thought yet still any thud gets him nervous and the limited ventilation is against his survival odds.
Surging to the corridor at his dexter emerged a stalagmite behind which rests a hoard of gold coins which he picks up ignoring its mystic frescoes.
The discovery tamed his adventurous spirit, diverting his attention to getting out as soon as possible. He doesn't know where the passages would lead him so he makes a U-turn but the furthest he could get with the energy he's left with is atop the opening before sighting the ancient settlement.
Tucks his coin trove in a bag and wears it on his shoulders as he starts to counter the ceaseless searching by digging up which meant that they were getting closer to the bottom so he could still be found. He desperately backs it up with high-pitched words and phrases in repeated fashion.
- hello....
- am down here.
- anybody there?.
The shouts meant that he was finally heard. More effort is made by the masses outside as it pays off when they finally pull him out of the ruins safely. His first questions are;
- where's my mom and sister?
- where are they?
Yuri used his nerves to hold on to life and now his hoard as he's supportively held when a team of medics welcome him with their first aid kits.
He is taken to the lodgment where he reunites with Rosalie and Meg as tears tirelessly roll down from their eyes. It's hard for them to let go of Yuri whom they thought would die.
Most are still grieving of the tragedy befallen as he notices. It took a while for things to settle but it indulged Yuri to kindheartedly use the riches from the ruins to compensate all the families Involved.
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