The wind had become considerably softer than the usual time of the year.Most of it had almost lost its visible gentleness represented by the dullness and sordidness of humanity. Humankind had lost much of its innocence, love and valor. The entire myth of grasping social respect through the accumulation of materialism had seeped deeper into the blood of the human race making the entire species difficult to inhale the air of truth and affection.

But this sudden softness of the wind was a reminder of the change the race had to be a part of, a witness to the downfall of an entire civilization which had hung its cape onto a veil of deceitfulness laughed at by ignorance. Humankind called for a leader, a ruler who could sweep of the civilization to a penultimate direction. The imbecile generation loomed over by a technology ruled by the powerful had made even the greatest of the greatest as a blind spotter to the despicable authority.