Hope

chapter 2-Him

He pulled the chain out of the curved metal that was securing the door and pulled the door open which creaked due to the heaviness and partly due to the fog and coldness spread outside making its hinges to freeze up.

A gust of wind attacked his skin and a shudder spread around his body and he adjusted the muffler on his nose letting his eyes to squint in the darkness to find the intruder of his small world.

No one appeared before him and he sighed thinking how could he fall for the trick of this world hoping someone might have showed up on his door.

After all who would come here in the solitude of the trees. Who would willingly come to see him.

His eyes prickled which he wasn't sure was because of the chilly wind hitting his exposed eyes that few locks that fell on his forehead were trying their best to ward off or because of the memories of his past.

The past that has become his present and was destined to be his future as far as he could see.

Taking a step backward he opted to close the door but suddenly his movements froze when an arm fell in a small jar between the door and door seal as he was about to close the door.

Fear of breaking someone's arm by smashing the door was quite heavy, laced with guilt and then sadness.

He opened the door slightly again to find a stranger sitting on his doorstep which he didn't see before.

Eyes closed on a face so peaceful as her chest rose and fell with small breathes that puffed out of her nose and slightly parted lips in the shape of fog creating a cloud that hovered possessively over the delicate face in cold.

A face of an angel.

An angel whose white dress was torn from the arms and pieces of clothes were missing at some places below her knees, as if torn apart or eaten by the dirt due to walking a lot in the wilderness.

All kinds of scenarios appeared in his head which was something new after such a long time.

He didn't have to feel anything for others, strangers, for so long that the sudden whirlwind that created inside his head made his eyebrows scrunch.

Who was this angel at his doorstep.

An angel adorned in white dress and tainted in-

Blood!

He bent down to shake her shoulder to make her aware of his presence but he sucked his breath in as her body fell in his arms-carefree of the world outside the door of his cottage or the world inside the door.

His world.

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