Chapter 28

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Rain went and now Winter came...the coldness of the hill remains the same. Only the dark clouds moved away. The sun comes out fadedly nd the moist in air.

Slowly the two weeks passed and it's almost a month that they don't smile. They don't talk. They don't feel to stay alive. They don't see each other. Nor do they tried.

Why? Anger? Ashamed? Confused? Lonley? Abandoned? Disheartened?



"Ahhh..." the old man growls as his head feels dizzy.

"Oh! Master you awaken? You feeling good?" The men who was standing beside him says.

"Yeah..I guess the medicines are too hard to take" he says.

Doyel. He didn't die ofcourse. It was just a blast but he was injured indeed. But didn't got so bad that to die.

He slowly gets up from his chair and looked outside the window, the snowfall had started,

"Can u bring a coffee?" He said.

"Sure sir" the men bows nd went away.

He looked at his injured self.

He sighs.

"Why am i doing this?" He said to himself.

He looked at the window and got swallowed up in his thoughts.

(FLASHBACK)  :

"Mr. Aurthur!" The lil girl says who was pulling a young man's shirt.

The man bend down to reach the height,

"Yes?" He says.

"I like your stories..veryyy much!!! Please write more" she says smiling brightly.

The young man ruffles her hair,

"Sure.." he says and get up.

Aurthur Doyel, a man of 28 yrs old. Good human with good personality. He is kind towards everyone. His love for everyone is same. A simple person with simple life.

A successful writer. Who leaves in this hill. Just to polish his thoughts more. He says,

"This place helps me to cultivate my thoughts nd my soul"

A man without any power. Without any greed. Without any intention to harm anyone.

His only fault is he is very curious.

He is curious about everything.

Sometimes it's good sometimes it's not.

"Mr.Aurthur how you have been?" A man of his age says greeting him from back.

His bestfriend.

"Hehe..good morning Jerry. I'm gud say about you" he says shaking his hand with him.

Jerry chuckles, "Ya ya good...just a bit tired  you know.."

Aurthur pats him and they walk togather.

Jerry is not only his bestfriend, but also his brother, mentor, idol nd his love.

Not that romantic one.

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