(Hey readers,
Roses are red
sky is blue
Oh, my love, I love you...
Happy rose day to you'll!!!
Now we are about to witness a twist in upcoming chapters so stay with me and stay lovely as always...
Regards,
Author)
"It would have been hard...but they pick what they thought was right to them but to the noble people of society, it was sinful...
No one gave them any shoulder of support just scolded them brutally...
Now the days started to turn into nights and the bottle's count rise so was their feet lagging to find coordinates from the brain and their pocket grew empty.
life grew more chaotic than ever...
Now, everything they hold was lost-no responsibility they felt even if they go for job-they grew stubborn and lazy because of their pre nature they were now permanent, just day-night dreaming and living in their imagination where they fly high without falling to the ground for now...
But how long?!
When something catches fire, the burning smell spread throughout the house before the fire does...
Likewise,
After being so far away from home, Hercules's father felt like something was wrong with his sons in the foreign land..."
Everyone was eyeing me like 'you can't be serious!!!' expression.
" What?!... I am not talking about the tv drama kind of 'feeling'...It's 'the feeling from causes' "
"They weren't so educated that they would write a perfect letter but a letter was always sent from the son to their family in every interval of in a month which was read aloud with their father's limited educational skills still proudly he would stum and laugh but this laugh hadn't echoed in that village valleys for a very long time...."