God bless you!
The cover story of Black Mist narrated by Mitesh B
I yawned and stretched for a while on the bed, this was one of my favorite moments in life, the tranquil life of a wealthy author! Who picks up a pen when the muse wants to! No pressure of meeting deadlines, writing to please others! But the morning was my favorite time too, especially after shifting here, my ancestral home sitting in laps of hills. I did what I did every morning, went straight to the window after leaving the bed.
Everything was so silent! What happened to the birds? Well… they did stay silent during foggy mornings like this, today the fog is little thicker one will say! The bushes across the lawn have vanished, so has the fountain in the middle of it! Only the rose bushes at window’s end are slightly visible!
Not my favorite type of morning…
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