( Entering into a dark drizzle night where a shadow stands)
Stranger :(speaking defensively)who enters ? ...Come forward!…..
(coming forward)
Stranger: Oh it's thy (calm)
(bows with manner) Good Morrow, mine name is Eryn the fire bird of Nora .Worry not of me as I hast nev'r been spoken off but shall begin mine st'ry . …. in a close by shallow riv'r near a green fictional rainf'rest near the largest tree which reach'd the heavens were fruits are as large as wat'rmelon, is a wide sandy place with three brightly col'rful huts where I was born.......…….You must be bored by now huh? oki? let me start again...Hi my nam