3. God's messanger...

Running through the field...she stopped in garden panting heavily...her tears flowing... sobbing, she fell on her knees...

Her mother laying on wooden armchair...her eyes closed, holding a toy fan with colourful wings... Unpicked knitted woolen scarf on her lap.. calmness imprinted on her beautiful face there is not a slightest movement...

Moon bending down put her head in her mother's lap... holding her hands gently...moon whispered... She has her conscience calm..."you said...moon will you leave me...(dry throat)...but why I never asked you... mother will you leave me.!..."

Scene - 6...

In morning bird chirping singing a sweet melody roaming cheerfully...sun coming out of horizon... scattering sunrays all over the hill... gleaming flowers pouring sweet fragrance in surrounding...

A butterfly slowly levitating in air, slightly touching every flowers in garden, fluttering wings... slowly took rest on a radio...but to her surprise someone is following her from the start...a little cat!... Slowly catching her stepped on the same radio... meowing...

Sound coming from radio...

"Moon...wake up darling..."

Stepping out...a beautiful lady with long white hair draped in a long cloak...came and set on a wooden armchair, sipping her tea.

Gazing around her surrounding she smiled a little... wrapping a scarf around her neck...she walked out toward the edge of field with the help of a wooden stick...

But she turned back midway, indicating her body has sheer off the idea going that far...

In evening around 3:00 o'clock...

A manly figure approached slowly... holding an old box in his hands...

🎶 Maybe in next...life... we'll be together....🎶

Upon arriving there...he saw a lady sitting on wooden chair, her eyes closed, a cat sleeping peacefully on her lap.

"Birds chirping... Rabbit playing...wallowing in woolen yarn...,

butterfly flattering her wings in joy...flowers radiating light..."

"a beautiful euphonious song hummed in the air... Sculpting that old radio alive..."

Facinated by the magnificent view in front of him... astonished he found himself in void. Opening the box in his hand he read out loud...the first and the last letter...

Dear moon...

It's been a very long time...no see. I remember, it was the last time when I saw you and mother siting on the same cliff... watching me following the same path that father did last time...I know, tears are dried long ago...time will fly in daze...if I'll not come...then take it as, we'll meet in next life...

With love....

A tear skipped her eyes... meeting her hands on her lap...little smile curved in her scarlet lips...in the end only left there is silence in the air...

Walking down the hill... passing through reminiscent flowers...in middle of there...worn letters flying in the air....surrounded by 'Mirage of memories'... carved in crimson ink...resting in peace, decorated with love haze graveyard...

Continuing his journey...maybe...in perceiving an another magnificent story...he stepped out far fading in... leaving everyone to remember...he himself cried upon hearing her fate...he was the one and only god's own messanger.