Drip, drip, drop... the rain will come, the wind will blow, but show the storm who you are. The winds of the storm are whistling and wrapping around an old oak tree so quickly and violently that the acorns shake beneath the leaves. Aaron the acorn holds on to the tree with all of his might. He tries to resist fear but feels the wind growing stronger. Shaking fiercely in the middle of the night, the rattle of the noise grows louder. His father...