|•Eclipsed Ardent Affection~The Tragedy In The Sands Of Chronicles•|

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{Eclipsed Series #1}
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    Eclipsed Ardent Affection~The Tragedy In The Sands Of Chronicles
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    I lost consciousness momentarily and then saw a woman with her back to me, holding a letter and a blade. 
    
    She conversed with a man whose face was obscured by a black scarf. Abruptly, she disappeared, and he approached, laughing cruelly.
    
    This was unprecedented-no one in my visions had ever acknowledged me. I stood precariously on a cliff's edge, paralyzed with fear. As he advanced, I stumbled, my skirt catching.
    
    I fell, clutching the scarf, and looked up to witness an utterly terrifying sight.
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    The screams of my people, from both Shamsher Garh and Pratap Garh, tore through my mind, merging into a haunting symphony of agony.
    
    I was overwhelmed, my senses consumed by darkness and despair. Amidst the chaos, I saw a vision of my father, his face twisted in pain. A figure in a red cloth approached him and stabbed him-Yuvraj, my Yuvraj. His betrayal was unbearable.
    
    As I reached out, my brothers' terrified faces appeared, only to vanish. Yuvraj struck me with a knife, his shout, 
    
    "जय भवानी! हर हर महादेव!"
    
    {Glory to Bhavani. Hail Mahadev!}
    
    Echoing as darkness closed in.
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    "So you and your father are the same," He sneered. "He commits crimes, and you cover them up. How long will you keep defending him? Just wait and see how long you can last."
    
    He walked away, leaving his cruel words hanging in the air. My eyes filled with tears, and the small box of vermillion fell from myAll Rights Reserved

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{Eclipsed Series #1}
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Eclipsed Ardent Affection~The Tragedy In The Sands Of Chronicles
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I lost consciousness momentarily and then saw a woman with her back to me, holding a letter and a blade.

She conversed with a man whose face was obscured by a black scarf. Abruptly, she disappeared, and he approached, laughing cruelly.

This was unprecedented-no one in my visions had ever acknowledged me. I stood precariously on a cliff's edge, paralyzed with fear. As he advanced, I stumbled, my skirt catching.

I fell, clutching the scarf, and looked up to witness an utterly terrifying sight.
••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
The screams of my people, from both Shamsher Garh and Pratap Garh, tore through my mind, merging into a haunting symphony of agony.

I was overwhelmed, my senses consumed by darkness and despair. Amidst the chaos, I saw a vision of my father, his face twisted in pain. A figure in a red cloth approached him and stabbed him-Yuvraj, my Yuvraj. His betrayal was unbearable.

As I reached out, my brothers' terrified faces appeared, only to vanish. Yuvraj struck me with a knife, his shout,

"जय भवानी! हर हर महादेव!"

{Glory to Bhavani. Hail Mahadev!}

Echoing as darkness closed in.
••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
"So you and your father are the same," He sneered. "He commits crimes, and you cover them up. How long will you keep defending him? Just wait and see how long you can last."

He walked away, leaving his cruel words hanging in the air. My eyes filled with tears, and the small box of vermillion fell from my

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