The Prophecy
Night comes. Even from the bright sun until it was pitch dark, the sound of excited screams still resounded loudly from the large square located beside the Wah Ye palace building. The oil lamps had been raised, and a giant bonfire had been lit before long.
The field was changed in such a way that so many young people and bare-chested men were pulling huge logs with all their might. Some even fell because they were not strong enough. All seemed to have been doing forced labor without stopping.
The sound of the palace guards' long whipping sounded loudly on the backs of the young men who were half exhausted.
"Stand up! Don't stop, keep going, pull! Pull!"
Screams were heard. The malnutrition body of workers with almost left skin and bones only. Whipped hard by the thick lashes as if they were just wild horses.