[#1] Rooh
in a Random Tiny Tale titled Silence
She was silent. Her faith was set. She had all but Rooh was not content. There was something lacking. A lacuna that she could not fill on her own. It was him that she was missing. It was her that she was missing. These memories were now hazy. Too hazy to hang on to but still she did hang on to them. A slight hope she had; that she will at some point start loving another as she loved them. But that was never to be.
He tried to help her out of her silence but silence had become her sanctuary now. It was this silence that held her on to their memories. Those memories which could not be re-lived but which gave her the strength to breathe. Those memories which were only as far from her as was her own Rooh…
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