The Waves
>> Saturday, September 13, 2014
The Waves
55 Fiction
He stood at the sea shore.The sun was setting in the distant horizon.
His eyes filled with tears remembering the painful past.
The waves played with his feet gently, the same waves had become violent and heartless, and had taken away his loving parents many years back.
And they had called it Tsunami.
55 Fiction
He stood at the sea shore.The sun was setting in the distant horizon.
His eyes filled with tears remembering the painful past.
The waves played with his feet gently, the same waves had become violent and heartless, and had taken away his loving parents many years back.
And they had called it Tsunami.


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