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The wind was coming.
Everyone in the Council could feel the chill reverberate through the main hall as it pounded against the thick, looming walls. It was a cold autumn night and the storm was approaching more rapidly than anyone had expected it to. The townspeople had been warned that the storm could be disastrous to the homes and shops of the people if ignored. Many people had boarded up their windows and left town in the morning to flee to the neighboring villages. Others not taking the warning to heart resolved to stay in their homes rather than risk the chance that the warning was false. The council knew of the true dangers the storm was bringing but had decided to stay, seeking shelter and protection in the sturdy basement of the High Councils� meeting hall. Preparations were made and the highest members of the town were protected.
The storm came ever closer.
Huddling together a family of farmers tried to stay close as the wind shook the thin, flimsy walls of their hut. The baby cried as its frightened mother and father tried to stay imperturbable even though they knew the end was near and that they had been wrong not to trust the Council. They hugged one another and said their good-byes. As the wind blew, and the rain poured down, many lives were shattered.
The storm grew ever fiercer.
The Council stayed near one another as they felt the roof be torn off of the Hall above them. Terrified, they prayed to their gods and wished for the best to happen in the end. The magicians of the Council had detected the ominous signs long before any others. Knowing the storm was coming gave them more time to prepare than what otherwise would have happened. Days before, they had been able to estimate the cost of damage the storm would bring. The Council had come to the conclusion that they would be so far in to debt that they would be forced to abandon the town and head for the Royal City where the royal family of the kingdom presided so many miles away. The High Councils� building gave one last shudder and groan as the wind stopped blowing and the rain stopped pounding.
The storm passed.
