The beautiful night was weaving its wings in the dreams of the young couple. The young people had gathered to enjoy the hustle of the great night. The people were writing down their wishes on the lantern.
The wishes that had yet to be fulfilled and the ones that had fulfilled...both were scary...The new wishes would take on a ride if further wishes were accomplished.
Her highness Insha was lying on her bed. She was asleep. She felt like someone woke her up. She opened her eyes. She was afraid of the dark. She would never let her room in the dark. But what was happening there Who could come at this late hour? She thought.
She saw a shadow over her window. Her highness Insha was stunned. She first looked around to muster her courage. But she was not afraid of harm but the black magic...The dream she was always afraid of.
She got up from the bed. She did sigh because she had already forgotten about her injured hand. She turned on the lamps and saw a bouquet was lying on the bedside table.
"Recover soon, your highness Insha.
From your well-wisher."
She then spontaneously stood and passed the window. She put the curtains aside and saw...A lantern...A beautiful black lantern was hung there from the rooftop as such it was reaching her room.
"Who could send me this? " Her highness Insha thought and then she could only think of a person. It was not anyone but only a brat that fled and then went to his room.
His highness Shams was sleeping on the couch with a book on his face. Her highness Insha came and saw him sleeping. A trick came to her mind. She picked a marker and drew a butterfly on his face.
Meanwhile his highness Shams woke up.
"What are you doing here.?" His highness Shams asked politely.
"Nothing special." Her highness Insha tried to hide the marker behind her back.
"What are you hiding? Let me see." His highness Shams said and snatched her highness Insha's Black marker. But accidentally the ring on his highness Shams struck in her highness Insha's gown and as he tried to pull it back nicely but the black gown from her nape was torn off.
Her highness Insha instinctively tried to hide her secret. The red-golden mark was her attribute and weak point.
His highness Shams saw the mark and then he lowered his gaze. He immediately put his garb over her. He felt a little strange.
"How come there was a mark ..a red-golden mark on her highness Insha's neck." Her highness Insha went out for a moment and then came down again with a soup.
"I would say sorry about that.." His highness Shams said. But her highness Insha gave her soup and advised him to drink that.
It was said that whoever sees the mark will lose eyesight. Her highness Insha made him an instant cure by adding her tears. What was going to happen next? Who knows fate well?
The clouds were whirling in the sky. They were forming a quick bait to surrender. The heaven realm was calm and poise.
The only thing that was bothering the clouds was a lonely protector. The protector was unaware of his fate with a Phoenix.
Suddenly clouds paced slow and thunder came in wonder with birds swinging amidst the roar. It was raining down the stream but not all rains were carrying thunder.
The rain of humans always comes without thunder. Deep inside the emotions, void of noise...fully shaped with empathy ignoring one's own emotions sometimes.
Shams were swapped with rain inside out. He did not notice the rain. He was moving subconsciously looked like he had lost everything before gaining it. He did not know that he would come to this point. Enlightenment sometimes proved to be fatal...A deadly scar...He looked straight up to the mountains that had gotten a misty image because of heavy rains.
With all these mighty years he has been distressed. First, as a child, he had been nourishing along Insha. It seems hard to occupy one's heart. His heart, soul looked like they had been swayed away. Coming out of the room he went straight to the mountain.
These mountains were once the most favorite place of Insha. He took all his measures to stay away from the scared cat but he did not know that love was fatal.
Moving above the hills his shoes got entangled in rock. The rock was ivory with clenched branches of trees swapping from the side.
He looked straight at the rock and then he took out the shoes like he did not care. His soul was burning. He had been trying hard to remove all pains but to his demise...he could not do this.
"Why only you on Earth ...Why?"
He said as he sat down and started hitting his hand on the rock. The red lines of blood that create on the rock shone for a moment. He could not understand the situation...Was love the matter of life or death or heart and soul…
"There could be another one ...I could love anyone else...All these years she has taken me as his brother .."
He crouched on a rock and crossed his arms on his legs. The tears came falling down his cheeks like he had no control over them. He was still listening to the news of his heart that his mind had brought.
"If I could have left you for a moment what could you do?" He said while looking at Insha in his imagination. He did not know that the free-living nature of Shams would be caught by Insha. The scared cat has scared away his soul
"Will I be able to love her more...or will she be able to reciprocate my love? "
He stood up but the pain in his feet was not enough to quench his thirst. He rushed towards the cliffhanger to see the best spot ..the spot once he and Insha visited.
It was the edge of the mountains where you could stand up and growled ...But apart from his soul, he could not bear the pain...as he tried to sit down, his foot slipped and he fell from the cliff.