PROLOGUE
The wind blows shallowly with the crunch of my boots against the bare stickes. As I walk not knowing where to escape to and where to call home. I feel a tight grasp wrap around my hand and turn around.
PROLOGUE
The wind blows shallowly with the crunch of my boots against the bare stickes. As I walk not knowing where to escape to and where to call home. I feel a tight grasp wrap around my hand and turn around.
Time Travel. Seems quite impossible eh? Well anything is possible with the intervention of a divine entity that is God himself.
Join the journey of Vaishnavi, an Archaeologist who got lost in Nepal w...