Chrysalis

Much to her dismay, his warm touch kept resonating every fibre of her being. A touch so gentle as if a dew trickled down a green blade of grass.

It was an urgency for him to set aside the wild lock away her bright face. It was involuntary in a nutshell. He was bewildered when choked in her own words. The very next while he was proud enough to feel how puzzled he made him; the effect of him on her was indeed undeniable.

"So, where was I?" She stammered, blinking cluelessly. A hue of ripe vermillion heated her face, not going unnoticed by him.

'In my heart'. His words dared not to pass through his tongue.
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The wild beast unaware of its predator, stopped by a brook within the woods. He stretched his bow-string after brushing aside the cordate leaves hanging from the low branches. He relocated his aim; the white tiger.

With a swish, one of his arrows stuck dangerously close to the albino silhoutte.

"Abhimanyu, you could have killed it by the first arrow. Why did you wait for it to turn to you? It was too risky." His companion Dhiraj enquired.

"A true warrior always fights from the front, whoever the opponent be." He replied as they strolled out of the dense woods.