The Moment We Met
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"Some stories go on even after you lose them; their story was something like that. Even though it breathed its last already, they made sure to keep it alive in them. He kept it in his soul which never died; she kept it in her heart which was still beating for him just like the first time. The only difference was that they existed in two different dimensions, yet they were so close, that they didn't need verbal interactions to exchange their deep feelings for each other. He did it being the soft wind that left shivers over her skin; she did it by keeping him alive through a voyage of her words..."
Shogita was an introvert yet a free bird towards life. She knew how or when to flow,or to make a halt. Tiyash was someone who fell for that bird and wasted all his love. Both formed a story that was impeccable.
However, their perfect tale got cursed in front of destiny's hideous game. It almost felt like a storm that wasted everything for them. And what remained was just an empty space that Shogita was made to carry all through her life.
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