About a time when anarchy took over a place where once order prevailed. She being daughter of the one whose decision burnt thousand of shacks, she had never imagined how a world so familiar could turn so horrible. She was loved all her life; she could say she earned it somewhat. She was about to face a wrath she hardly deserved. Child of Zion was put in war-zone. A veil was lifted and there she stood in raging reality.