It’s twilight. Aspen and Amon strolling round
searching for trees for their pulp and
paper business, with the passage of time they
started chopping down the trees from a dense
forest, within certain period of time they almost
denuded fifty percent of the forest. the other day
when they again came to mow the trees, there
comes a tall guy in all black with a piece of paper in
his hand, taking few strides towards them. The
towering guy gave the paper to both and vanished in
thin air. They were bewildered. Disclosing
the paper Amon starts to read it aloud.

Dear Aspen,
The sphere is in peril, and so you.

Aspen was puzzled why the man gave this letter to
him and it has his name. Soon they left. It is dawn,
serene, water is dripping, Amon comes to wake
Aspen, but fails, the water stops dripping, the
colossal re-appears Amon scanned him from tip-to-
toe. there was a small patch in the left of his chest
written C-E-R-E-B-R-U-S. I warned you he uttered.
Amon was puzzled. The guy took a small pendant
and wore it on Aspen,
within few strikes of clock Aspen wakes, he ordered
both to replenish the nature as it was, if not, the
pendant will explode. From that strike Aspen and
Amon started to dig, plant and drip, seeing this, their
neighbours and other surroundings does the same.
Few months slip by, The sphere revived and so
Aspen.

FROM RIPE TO RIP
FEAR MAKES PEOPLE DO
WHEN NOTHING DOES