Hanshy Stories

Life is fair, just like the angles of a square. Diamonds are precious stones that reflect the light of hope. Birds are chirping to clarify that tomorrow is tomorrow. Everything is beautiful, especially the fairest of all. But what if all those wonderful things you have, Turned into ashes? Vanished in the midst of a northern monsoon? Suddenly collapsing the walls of the horizon. You are nowhere to be found. Run as fast as the cheetah in the wildfire. Hide like a moon in the cloudy sky. But, However fast your run is. However far your camp is. He's still after you. And I don't know how I can break the blazing den of the lion of the night sky. Please save me from Drowning.