Dead Painting tell her Tale.

A painting resurfaced overnight from the ancestral village of the renowned economist.

With the sudden disappearance of the man himself, chaos spreads across the district.
Some call him a scammer. Others claim it's a trap laid by his enemies.

In search of answers, a team of detectives and archaeologists arrive at the forgotten village - only to be met with dread and silence. The villagers whisper a single chilling phrase:

"The painting that tells her tale shall not be heard."

But how do you silence something that was meant to be heard?

In the heap of mysteries, found a secret buried under the weight of deception.

The economist had a daughter. Hidden from the world.
Her name is Anamika.

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Anamika had only one dream - to have a place she could call home, and the comfort of loved ones she once lost.

But homes often bear the scars of broken dreams and unrequited tales.

After spending 13 years in captivity, her heart knew no bounds of joy when she was told she might finally be free.

But destiny has its own twisted ways of binding us.

With the mysterious disappearance of her father, and her mother's death years before, home became nothing more than a gilded cage.

Everything she had ever loved had long since left that cage - except the sound of anklets, which still echoed through the corridors of her memory.

And now, with the sudden appearance of a painting...

"A painting that tells her own tale".

Anamika stands on the weathered ruins of the world she once saw burning with her own eyes.

Tears in her gaze, she prepares to uncover the truth her ancestors buried beneath the opulent tale of their magnificence.

Brave enough to face the secrets of her past -
But is she brave enough to face the truth of the painting ?
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Sometimes, the bravest souls are not the most courageous -
But the ones with nothing left to lose.