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Fight with Maiysesura..

The hill appeared sparkling green and colourful with trees that shone yellow and red in daylight.. the narrow path as well rocks.. shone alike the glow of pearl stones of onyx and Amber .. by the humm with birds of spring.. Mohini looked at the arch afront the steps of stairs that curved and rose to the top of hill circling around.. her heart did beat faster at the thought of facing Vishmak .. so much a long period of seclusion after escaping from the place he had built in north to live with her. .. she had spent six.. long years of his presence and so called pursual of her in the advancement of his boast of love and belonging to cherish forever.. as he had said once as to express his will to be with her forever.. and then she had left him to escape when she grew stronger as a woman to illude him.. deciding it was a best time to hide from him forever.. she could at last gain by living among other here on earth.. however limited but she had chance to drift away from him forever if only she could spend few more decades away from him..

She started climbing up the steps.. slowly.. unafraid having decided to return to him.. mainly because of fear of Maiysesura.. Maiysesura was a demigod who lusted for her ever since he had seen her once in the northern valley.. being loved by Vishmak.. to him it had appeared as if she didn't like Vishmak ..  he was quite mild and very much contained and slight domineering lover.. he had followed her and Vishmak from deep in to the forests to their hut and later few times kept up to the area where they lived.. always watching her.. Vishmak had fought him then .. defeated.. she hadn't seen him ever since.. when she fled from Vishmak's hut.. she had kept travelling South east to Arian flats of the Gori people.. on earth.. from northern valley.. and she had lived in the east some years as she was well mixed with others to disappear from Vishmak.. it has been easier for her to.. never get caught up by him.. as sure she was .. she knew Vishmak was searching for her.. and he would never give up..

As soon she entered the area.. she had lost fear.. of Maiysesura.. the steps ended to a large flat land covering around whole of the hilltop.. and a slight dent amidst.. his hut was placed on.. she had learned from locals about a man of his description and knew instantly that it was Vishmak.. he had reached up till here in search of her.. and felt strange longing to see him again... and unknown fear.. she stood behind a tree looking towards his house.. and realised he wasn't around.. the sky turned dark with ash black clouds that suddenly appeared from nowhere.. lighting bolted.. followed by a great roar of sky echoing around the hill and the land that stretched further bellow  ...   she walked to the house and then inside.. closing the door.. and lied down on bed.. of hay and feathers covered by a white sheet..

She woke up by footfalls of Vishmak.. in the front corridor .. he came inside with a bunch of roses and.. he was standing near doorway inside the space and looking down at her..

He set beside her as she tried to sit up..

Vishmak: you left me..

Mohini: i am afraid of Maiysesura..

He looked shocked and very very angry..

Vishmak: what happened..

Mohini: i ran away from you and spent past years in eastern lands.. he found me.. he is following..

She trembled.. " please kill him if you find.. don't let him run away.. .. or .. or.. " She urged..

A faster gust of cold wind blew across.. outside .. making a soothing tapping noice as tree branches and greenery flapped on backyard wall and the roof..


Vishmak: i will take care of him.. don't worry.. rest .. you are cold..

He reached out and patted her gently..

She closed her eyes as if trying to  fall asleep..

Vishmak: you need bath .. and change.. i will be back in a while..

Mohini: please don't go away..

Vishmak: i am just here in backwoods.. i will be back soon..

After in awhile he came with a bunch of wood to light up and set in hot water pot .. for her and a pearl silver multicolor drape.. he did put beside a fragrant smoke riser he did light with fresh.. embers. .

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