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The lights of Gori..

Mohini stood at the brink.. near a tree.. looking at Vishmak as he did cut out logs from dry shrubs or bushes big enough.. and woods that were over grown..

He spoke from where he stood..

Vishmak: rest if you are tired.. i am going a little deeper .. further in woods.. you will still hear me..

he moved further .. away from the mass of piled chunks he had set near a couple of big trees..

Mohini felt a numbing as Vishmak whispered in her ears.. a croon.. a grey cloud engulfed her body .. and as she shied away.. her soul.. set on fire of his warmth .. that rose in her heart.. suffocating her existence in the surrounding filled with brilliance of multiple coloured flowers..

Mohini: let me go..

She jirked up and walked out from the edge..

The sun was about to set.. and it would be dark soon.. she looked at the hill and the small house above.. Vishmak had built for them as he had said yesterday.. when he had become sure that she was in this region.. he had a flash of vision .. he had seen her in dream.. . .. as he had said.. he had built this house to live with her untill they returned to north.. he sensed Mohini might like this place if so it wasnt fitting to disturb her least she might runaway again.. he feared so.. as he had explained to her.. yesterday.. night..

She gathered some dry leaves to light a fire under the shadow of the giant rock..
She lit fire and set beside.. looking at the house as it looked brilliant under setting sun..when the sun sank.. the immediate area in the lights by fire lit up and then as the shade of rock lengthened and disappeared into the woods.. the surrounding filled with brilliance of bright light within the range of rock shade periphery encircling ..

Vishmak was in the woods cutting logs to put boundaries to their house.. she had argued to accompany him in the fear of Maiysesura.. wherever he went.. he had asked her to wait outside the dense of woods.. Maiysesura had come in this area .. many times.. .. looking for her..

Vishmak: it's nightfall .. yet you have turned up the area with light.. where did you learn this art..

Mohini: Gori..

Vishmak: it's quite useful.. let's go inside.. i have turned up few drags in the woods to watch.. and a couple of synchs.. if he came around he should fall in ..

Mohini: i am so afraid of him..

She clutched on him..

Vishmak: if he don't get trapped in.. i will go hunting him in few days.. please don't be afraid..

Mohini: i will come with you..

Vishmak: yes.. be careful in the woods.. the drag is powerful ..

Mohini: yes. ..

She did hide her face in his shoulders as he picked her up and walked up the slope and in to their hut..



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