A mystery permeated the air in a small community hidden among emerald hills. They were blissfully ignorant, the locals. The breeze carried whispered rumors as they floated, but the reality was hidden. The village elder, Ophelia, was aware of the burden of quiet. The shame ate away at her spirit with each year that went by. She assembled the villagers one evening as the sun was setting in a golden hue. She spoke with trepidation as she said, "Listen carefully. When Ophelia revealed the truth, a wave of emotions was unleashed. Tears streamed like torrents as shock gave way to rage. But as the peasants stood as a group, they exhibited a fresh strength. Together, they determined to mend their community and never again lie about anything.
