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CHAPTER 2

WALLS OF MEMORIES

Last thing Rakka saw was Asuman jumping down from wagon and crouching under it in time. Then the herd flooded over it. Trees shuddered.

In midst of thudding, honking; he could clearly make out the cracking sound of wood. The wagon had smashed.

The White Wanderer's Fable

 

A Song Of Sailors

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1500 YEARS LATER

 

 

Everything in universe is vulnerable. Even the Gods.

- 3rd Line, 24th Slab, Library Of Stones
 

 

 

 

CHAPTER 1

HUNT OF LIFE

 

 

“Don’t move,” the chief warned, “your one mistake may fail us.”

            Rakka was certain that his chief hadn’t heard the cracking sound of a twig he had just crushed. As always, he was proved wrong but it wasn’t his mistake. He was trembling as the wintry mist layered a thin film of water over his plump-bare torso. And to make his condition worse, the night-insects were infuriating him at his hide-out.