A gust of wind blew by, and a maple leaf fell onto my windowsill outside. The leaf's color was so deep that it almost vanished into the mottled red paint of the sill.
My name is Jack Elon, an archaeologist living in Balgoda.
I had a happy family, a beautiful wife named Rose and a ten-year-old son, Duran, along with a small dog named Charles.
A month ago, I embarked on an archaeological exploration in Anduhar, where a massive earthquake occurred, a once-in-a-century event. The earthquake tore the ancient city in two with a deep chasm, and rescue workers discovered an ancient relic 800 meters underground while searching for victims in the crevice. After investigation, it was clear that the site was a temple dedicated to the sun that dated back a thousand years.
