Lilo was so tired and it was still just midnight. Nothing happened with the time and everything was just the same.







She was playing with her tiny and feeble fingers when a pale looking child, just like her invaded the room. He had eyes more than anyone and he spoke so softly. He spoke less and immediately held hands with Lilo and they were in the future times.








Things were so different and gray. Ash and smoke filled the ambience as both cities of Throth and Gerrick were no more. The war and killings went on and on, leading to the downfall of both great cities.







Lilo's mouth was ajar and her heart sunk in disappointment. The boy took her quickly to her room and he left her quickly too. Lilo was soon forced into a troubled sleep and she was awakened to a smoky Christmas morning.







She was terrified and raced herself downstairs to her parents, who were trembling in fear as explosives flew in the air. Lilo was warned earlier by the pale boy to show love on this Christmas day and love and harmony would return to both troubled Cities.







"Lilo dear, we have to stay indoors. The soldiers are doing their best to calm the invaders." Lilo's Father tried to assure her small yet bold heart.