C824 The Old Man Buried the Thunder and the Young Man Stepped on the Pit

The morning sun shone on the small city in the Middle Ages. The warm light melted the frost on the ground and awakened the sleeping city.

Smoke rose from the chimney in the city, and the birds that had woken up early gathered together and curiously looked at the increasing number of pedestrians on the street.

When the birds swept their eyes across the street