It was supposed to be the brightest one as it was a Full Moon night. But the things got changed. That night was very dark and cold. The moon and the stars were hidden by the clouds as if they didn’t have guts to meet their eyes, eyes that were searching for the glimpses of the shining stars and brightness of the moon. Still the eyes were eager and waiting for their hopes, hopes that would show them the path and drive them to their destiny. But their breaths were getting heavier and heartbeats were getting slower. The only thing that they could do was to wait for their turn. They were waiting to be rebels who, neither cared for that world nor the greedy creatures.