The Wound in her heart, not her legs...

What Mani saw, was a sight that would forever hunt him till the day he left this world.

He had searched for Neely everywhere and had looked at every part of the village. However, he never expected that he would come and find her here.

This spot used to be their lovers Haven. A sweet spot that they could come and enjoy each other's company.

It was a representation of their care and love.

Under this tree, they had promised each other forever more times than the word could possibly mean.

However, she had now met a fate worse than he could ever imagine.

At the moment, Neely was hanging from the tree with a rope around her neck.

Mani was a hunter. He had killed core beasts many many times, with a range looof different methods.

He hoped that it was a lie, but her lifeless eyes spoke more truths than his chest could care to carry.

It was night time, the twin moons had rippen in the sky, bathing the earth in their silvery light.