Hey, this is Advance, I am new to writing fanfics so please add any constructive criticism when reviewing my stories.

Bushfires, floods, cyclones and drought. All at the same time. Australia is trying to kill us all.

"Gold for the merchant, silver for the maid / Copper for the craftsman, cunning in his trade / 'Good', laughed the Baron, sitting in his hall / But iron - cold iron - shall be the master of them all."