It was dark. The birds were not chirping anymore. Everyone was home I guess. In their safe places. I too wanted to get home. The place that Ansh and I made together. The place I had not lived for the last one year. The place where Ansh waited for me to return. I was exhausted with all that walking. It was cold but it was humid. My pants stuck to my skin making them difficult to lift. I still managed to walk sluggishly towards a clearer area now. Now the sounds were different. The air was different. The smell was different. I could hear water. I marched forward alone with my sore legs. I could hear a melody. Someone was singing. I got closer. The voice glided like butter. I got even closer and reached a huge lake. There were fairy lights. The lights attracted numerous insects and flies. The
