A Night in the Wild



Story- A Night In the Wild
Writer- C. Acharya

It's a cool night in the hilly forest, with water flowing through it and making watery sounds. The half-moon is in the sky, and while looking at it, you think about your love. Very beautiful indeed.

Then you feel the cool wind with the scent of the wet soil coming through the trees, making the leaves and branches move in joy and love with the rhythms of the wind.

After sometime, you feel cool and sit near the campfire near the water. You can hear the frogs and the crickets chattering. The distant sounds of animals like birds and dogs make you feel lonely, and you feel that you are far away from all the noises and problems of life.

When you look at the flowing, clean water, you get close to it  and you see the moon's reflection on it. Small fish can be seen going here and there. You see a few leaves falling on the water, making small waves that go up and down making you fall in love with the beauty of nature.



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