| 'Time' Series: Book One |
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The workings of her brain were a mystery to her own pneuma.
That's what Hinduja Rao always thought.
But, quite similar to her thoughts about her own self, was someone else around her.
Her newly wedded husband, the...
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Audio Theme : Sabbath Prayer | From Fiddler On The Roof |
Word Count : 2400
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42 | A Manor In The Misty Meadows
14th May 2023
Morning
| 0700 Hours |
Wayanad, Kerala
"Jordon!" He roared. "Slow down!"
The butler didn't dare to shift even by an inch. He continued to stand under the dark emerald and rain-washed blackboard foliage with his head bowed down. "Your Lordship, your presence is expected at the dining table for breakfast."
"Jordon, I said, slow down!" Voice as deep as a magnificent waterfall, he roared again.
The majestic black Thoroughbred stallion, which was galloping at it's fastest gait, slowly maneuvered its speed to come to a standstill.
The butler finally looked up. His old eyes with crows feet littered around them hither and thither settled themselves on the man sitting on the horse, who held the reins wound around the horse in his left hand and the pommel in his right hand.
