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Under the watchful eyes of the Finkle children, the tiny village of Finkleton continued to flourish with an abundance of crops. And for two years in a row, the weather remained perfect.
Unfortunately, sometimes perfection is wrecked by those with selfish motives. There were people who would stop at nothing to acquire land in Finkleton. However wrong it may be, greed can become an overwhelming hunger. The smallest desire can lead to the most loathsome acts.
Of course, there were also those determined to protect the little village from greedy outsiders.
It was only a matter of time before those who cared about Finkleton, and those who cared only for themselves, would come into conflict. The result of this outcome would likewise depend on a matter of time.
Those who protected Finkleton were the very same people who could make things right where they once went wrong. The hands of time cannot be controlled. Or can they?