Virrant Race

Hearing the call, Veer stood up and left the wooden hut. Once outside, he was left awestruck. He just looked at the view with eyes wide open.

The hut was apparently made close to the river and he could see it clearly from his high point of view. The bright sunlight made the world even brighter, with water ever-flowing, making continuous splashing sounds.

On the sides of the river, trees as high as towering buildings stood, making it hard to see past them. Their leaves and branches made the forest utterly dense.

It was all such a mesmerizing view that Veer's mind went numb. Only now the effects of his ten years of torture were showing, as he savoured the refreshing smell of the forest and the river. How long had he missed these things?

"What are you doing? Come down quickly!"

Rain called again, forcing Veer to look down at the river's bank where Rain was. She was sitting in front of a makeshift clay stove.