TheLadyAesthetic
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When grief reaches beyond consolation, when pain burns beyond comfort, when the voices from the past become louder than the beep of time, there comes a point where death becomes the only ray of hope, the only route of escape.
But when death is impossible due to the standing of responsibility and virtue, when circumstances force to endure, the heart over time becomes a shell of stone. Tears dry out, the glint in the eyes fades away, and smiles serve only to comfort loved ones.
A one shot that describes depression in its profoundest form through the eyes of one of the Ramayana's most prominent characters.
Happy reading! :)