How else would the sun rise and set without the help of the sun gods? How would the crops prosper and the planet see? The answer is simple: the sun god is the bringer of light and warmth. However, we cannot just assume the god will always bring up the sun. The story from our ancestors begins like this: There was a time, long ago, where there were no sun sacrifices. The gods and the people were at peace with one another. The children played and the village worked together to help each other. But one day, Inti, the sun god, didn't rise. The town was in chaos. No one could see, the crops withered, and the village grew cold. Our Inca, or king, came up with a solution. We would sacrifice some of our young women to Inti and hope the sun would rise again. After the sacrificial ceremony, the village waited. The next day, the sun had risen and all was good. Since that day, a sacrifice has been made every night to please the sun god. Zara was a wonderful girl. She was beautiful, clever, and everything good in a person. However, she was a soon-to-be sacrifice to Inti. Even worse: her fate was chosen just days after her birth. As most would think, she should be upset with how cruelly she was to die. But she was not. It is an honor to be given up to Inti for the good of the people. That is, until she meets Khuno. He was just an ordinary boy who did as he was told. But what happens when a girl who has no choices meets a boy who does?
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There are two primary choices in life : to accept conditions as they exist or accept responsibility for changing them - Devakinandana Vāsudeva Krishna.
"You know what is right and what is wrong, husband," She said softly, looking into his dark eyes filled with emotional turmoil, "But be assured that you would have take responsibility for your actions."
Radheya glanced at the child, Arjuna's son, sprawled on the ground bleeding from various places. His beloved wife's words, spoken when he broke down in front of her after he found out his birth truth, played ceaselessly in his mind.
Her voice had been firm and unyielding that day. She had given him the strength he had needed to make the decision to stay with Duryodhana till the end. But...this?
He gulped, wondering if he could watch his nephew's death, so near to his eyes. Should he interfere? But hasn't this boy killed his beloved Laxmana?
'What actions you take, remember you would be liable for it,' Radheya thought, a frustrated sigh escaping his lips. Closing his eyes, he made a decision.
He just hoped his darling wife would support him in this, otherwise, he had no idea how he would deal with the mess he was about to create.
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