Aisha, bathed in the dim light of a secluded room, engaged in a cryptic conversation with an enigmatic figure shrouded in shadows. The room, dimly lit, seemed to echo with whispers of secrets as the mysterious woman's voice filled the space.
Aisha, with utmost respect, knelt before her, her left knee supporting her weight. The woman's voice, carrying an air of authority, inquired, "What do you think about this young man named Yohan? Does he have the potential to be a Demon Hunter?"
Aisha, her words laced with reverence, responded, "Yes, my lady, he appears to be a powerful one, capable of vanquishing a Kotu with a single punch."
A gleam of intrigue danced in the eyes of the mysterious woman. She wore a cryptic smile and murmured, "Isn't that interesting?"
Meanwhile, by the riverside,
The cool breeze rustled through the trees as twilight descended, casting a serene ambiance over the surroundings. Ria, still haunted by her harrowing nightmare, sat by the river, her face etched with worry.
The dream that had threatened the lives of her parents and herself lingered in her thoughts, leaving her anxious. Approaching Ria, I sat down beside her, my presence a comforting anchor.
Concerned, I asked, "Ria, are you still thinking about your dream from last night?"
Her response was laden with unease. "Yes, I can't seem to think about anything else. That thing in my dream was trying to kill me, my mum, and my dad."
In an attempt to alleviate her distress, I suggested, "How about we explore the forest a little bit? It might help clear your mind."
Ria hesitated briefly, contemplating her fears, before agreeing, "Umm… okay, I guess so."
Our steps led us into the heart of the forest, with Ria clutching my hand tightly, seeking solace in my presence. As we ventured deeper into the lush wilderness, a sense of curiosity and wonder filled the air.
Amid the natural splendor, I shared a fascinating tidbit. "Did you know that a tree can sequester up to 150 kilograms of carbon dioxide per year?"
Ria's eyes widened with amazement, her anxiety momentarily forgotten. "Really?"
"It's incredible," I said, my voice carrying the warmth of discovery. "While we keep cutting down trees for our benefit, trees are helping us by absorbing carbon dioxide."
Ria added her perspective, her voice resonating with determination. "We should appreciate nature more and plant more trees."
I playfully petted her head, teasing, "Oh, look who's feeling good now."
Ria, her cheeks blushing, retorted, "Stop it, bhaiya."
Our shared laughter echoed through the forest as we continued our exploration.
As we ventured deeper into the woods, Ria cast her gaze downwards, her thoughts veering back to her earlier worries. She felt compelled to express her gratitude and confided in me, "Thank you, bhaiya, for cheering me up."
I, with a sense of protectiveness, embraced her tightly.
Ria, taken aback by my gesture, asked in surprise, "What are you doing, bhaiya?"
My response was filled with tenderness. "I just want you to be happy. Don't ever be sad."
To Be Continued...