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 "When you have eliminated, all which is possible,whatever remains,however Improbable,must be the truth". ©Bhagyashree Jena

Bhagyashree Jena

She Is The Warmth Of The Sun , The Home In A Person. ©Sai Angel Shaayari

Sai Angel Shaayari

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 "When you have eliminated, all which is possible,whatever remains,however Improbable,must be the truth". ©Bhagyashree Jena

Bhagyashree Jena

She Is The Warmth Of The Sun , The Home In A Person. ©Sai Angel Shaayari

Sai Angel Shaayari