Brightshare

If??? It was not his ominous desire to bring hazard in my path. It was I, chose it to happen. It was the darkness, devoured everything, even the shadow of my pet cat . Now under the drizzle I was among all broken dreams to rebuild the castle for the Prince of Heaven. I startled first, took a tip of earth there,inhaled the smell of air, discovered unhealthy particles and looked at his eyes. Can I again help the country to chirp and experience the aroma of lotus? Why not? His expressive eyes were replying.  He was in meditation I thought. I looked towards the horizon where the devil just went away from his eyes destroying everything. I tried to make a plan. I got my long lost pencil of copper age. It was not sharp, still I found it full of hope. The atmosphere was dusty. He was silent. He was in meditation. I brought the half broken slate not far away from me. It was not empty. The child who was alive before some hour was inside the ground somewhere with al...