Blending with the tinge of the tangerine sky the otherwise dark clouds had started to turn a deep shade of black to welcome the crescent moon, which appeared nothing more than a curvy faded line drawn with absolute carelessness and just for the name of it.
'You are hardly there!' Yodhya mocked the moon that had become her friend and well-wisher throughout her hostage of two weeks. 'Don't you dare leave me alone? I won't see you ever.' She hissed at it, having shared her cries, sorrows, and vengeance for the unfairness of the destiny and Sahababad, Perchance with time she had raised a mysteriously relying bond with it.
If someone had heard her rambling while looking at the sky, she would have been easily outnumbered to be a mentally challenged human who belonged more to an asylum than a g
