Gradually the rain stopped and her tears unleash the whispers in muted silence. The only thing Leena could hear was her heartbeat. Her breath came in ragged and shallow gasps. Pain felt like a sharp-toothed creature eating her from inside. There were bruises, cuts, scrapes. Her wounds were oozing with blood. The bones in her body might have snapped into pieces when she hit the rocks and trees while falling. I am going to die today? What did I do to suffer such a miserable death?
She was begging gods to stop the heartbeat in her chest for she couldn't endure the chronic pain that is eating her like a slow poison. She no longer dreamed of anything except for the graveyard doors to open so that she can rest in peace. Finally, gods must have listened to her pleas, black was filling the edges of her vision and she was on the verge of closing her eyes, but at that moment, she heard a voice. A voice like an echo from the fairly lands.
