RESURRECTION
Rumbling of thunders plagued the grimaced sky, drizzling rain falling upon the muddy grounds, the cool breeze blowing in a bleak direction, elevating emotions. Birds flew in hysteria, finding shelter, as the flittering of insects wings were replaced by the soothing rhythm and soft thud of water perching on the collective roofs of residential buildings.
Arachidamia II didn't cry at all. Her eyes moistened at the possibility of leaving her young ones, her dearest children. This would be the first time she's been apart from them since their births some nineteen years ago, there was a proud sorrow that swelled in her steely interior, the sorrow of a mother resonating in hopelessness, caused by her children leaving her nest, without her protecting and guarding them. Part of her w
