White STRANGER THE END her mother's words echoed in her mind. she felt the weight of the stories, the histories buried deep within the earth beneath her feet. with a shuddering breath, she turned away from the door, a sense of loss flooding her heart. as she walked back through the woods, the moon light illuminated the path ahead, and she realised some stories are meant to remain untouched - frozen in time, like the young man she had met, lost to the shadows of the past. ©अंkita

अंkita

White STRANGER THE END her mother's words echoed in her mind. she felt the weight of the stories, the histories buried deep within the earth beneath her feet. with a shuddering breath, she turned away from the door, a sense of loss flooding her heart. as she walked back through the woods, the moon light illuminated the path ahead, and she realised some stories are meant to remain untouched - frozen in time, like the young man she had met, lost to the shadows of the past. ©अंkita

अंkita