Drought reached their lands. The disaster took their source of living. Fertility was no longer evident. Live stocks decreased tremendously over the course of time. Harvests were no longer in vibrance of sight. Their hearts shrunk. All the leaves shriveled. Acres of soils were infested. Waters, polluted. Oh it was just horrible.
Fate would have to knock on their screen doors soon. Whether they find something else to live on or leave. Both would have them to grieve. Both would take a toll on their futures. Both will have consequences against their wills. Tragic ones, at that. They must decide soon because that was just the first knock.