All day the complaints do not stop. Everyone is sad or angry.
Lots of people are frustrated and annoyed. No one smiles and talks of kind words. "I wonder what kindness is all the time?" said Catherine.

"I heard about kindness from a story someone told me years ago. The person smiled at me and I felt liked. That person left our group and now we were left in our dark land," Catherine said to her friend.

"No one was speaking kindly. I knew of kindness for only a moment. How could people become kind in our land that has so much darkness?" said Catherine.

Catherine lived with my friend and he sat sadly in his room. He was not allowed to use his magic wand anymore. 

"I found out from a King that magic fails to protect immensely. I do not feel safe to do anything and I am heartbroken," he decided to tell Catherine as he went to the next room. 

"I heard a story about creation,' said the sorceress. "I was told that life is not about creation. It is about one God. One true real religion. There is a Creator who is the only God over everything and one. He rules on everyone and everything. He created me and you and everyone else. And he created the environment", she continued to say.

The man who told them the story knew that the group was not ready to hear the Ten Commandments or the laws, because of the chains that were weighed in the dark land.

The boys in the land were very mean to Catherine. She liked to walk through the forest and the sorcery kept secretly protecting her. 

Catherine had times with a Royal family in the distance called Nice Sunny Day. There was nothing anyone could do in the land. One could barely survive. Catherine moved in faith on her walk to have a Nice Sunny Day. Almost every time she went for her walk there was a great presence of peace. But she was troubled inside.

The sorcerer and sorceress continued to stay abandoned in the house they stayed in. "I think that Nice Sunny Day cannot happen anymore just like you cannot use your magic wand, " Catherine said to her friend.

They stayed in their separate rooms troubled. They could not continue to live in such darkness.

One day a mean boy approached Catherine. The boys were playing ghost with her. They would get their affection on her when she approached an object, and Catherine had no idea it was them. She thought the objects were real things that they could talk to.