She was just sixteen and had lived a happy life of hard work and contentment with her parents and sister.

Then suddenly the night before, pandemonium had broken loose all over.

She managed to escape through the back door of their house along with her thirteen year old sister.

The forest seemed to be the only place that offered refuge at the time and that’s where she led the six other younglings, aged between six and ten.

 “Madora!”  A voice cut into her anguished thoughts.