Prologue
*roll of gunshots*
A few armed men surround the shore
pointing their guns at a young female
whose face was half covered with a
Bohemian scarf. The woman had her gun
aiming at them, when he appeared.
The sky roared with anger, thunder clasped in the further skies. The young captain and the female don looked into each other. The hollow space in their hearts felt complete. Their eyes shot questions at each other. It was clearly
evident they knew each other. 'Is it her? ls
it really her?' they whispered.
'She still wears her black kohl. And even
today her eyes, her look, makes my heart
skip a beat. How does she do this? How
does she--'
'He hasn't changed a bit. That same
perfume. That same watch. And that look.
How does he manage to captivate my
soul every time? How does he--'
Both reposition their guns and aims at
their target and* gunshots*.
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