Pain. Shooting pain was the only thing he could feel. Bruises due to the rough thrashing and cuts due to the stones and thorns were burning like hell. And the sea water in which he was lying was doing no good. The calm serene beauty of the night which stood as a testimony to his plight was an irony to his state. Tears burned his eyes in spite of his drooping eyelids. He wanted to shout, scream for the whole wide world to hear. But was it of any use now? The deed has been done. While he stood as a pathetic excuse of a living. He couldn't do anything. Words splurged out of his vocal chords but nothing could be heard. There was so much pain that he couldn't differentiate if the pain was due to his burns and bruises or his agonizing inner turmoil.The last thing in his mind before he lost consciousness was of a sweet angel like voice and a pair of gleaming honey brown eyes.
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