His Vengeful Obsession

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lowly, his yellow robe painting the clouds orange and pink. The s

y morning, their musical

he men walk out to the fields, more orderly than a row of ants but louder than the elephants, their hearty laughs

y delighted. New day,

She is petite and is dressed in a yellow dress. Her eyes are tinged with sparks of longing, a little ray of hope still left in them. Her Au

ites her lip, realizing that it's getting near noon. She walks into the fields. T

s and begins to pluck the carrots while singing a trad

of a defea

n search of

of a defea

n search of

nook an

the song o

ing some of the rabbits sw

ked, staring at the brown rabb

he smacked

, narrowing her oval eyes and pouting her lips be

ly. One for tillo, one for millo, one

r, took the carrots one by one and went

essed the scene, they would have definitely c

ave a lot to do!" she smacked her head before sitting on her

of a defea

n search of

nook an

the song o

orld see

ee him t

ce my honor an

l be called as

d like a good idea, she needed to get as m

not unheard of. It was the middle of October, so it was sometim

ll her time in the hot sun on h

t showed through the tips of her fingernails. She sighed a

t 5:00-5:30. She had skipped lunch, and her grumblin

n the river water, staring longingly at th

sun was already setting and her aunt never allowe

that, Zoya grabbed her

eam water. Ambling towards the left corner o

ng mechanism for her whenever she missed her parents, she would sit near the plants and talk with them for hours. Eve

years since she last saw her brother. With a pout on h

s you

It was a modest farmhouse, safely nestled in a

orth on the front steps, concern, and a

look who's

a flying shoe landed straight on her shou

hould be back at home," her infuriated and concerned voi

th a pout before glaring at

, I w

children, oh no no you must have again gone to Zuma's house to chase her chickens!" Aunt Mathilda started to effuse out her thoughts

y chores as well since I was busy collecting the woods." a fr

the stack of timber from him while Zoya als

e anymore. " her uncle looked down and smiled at her chubby innocent niece before softly

ake her concerned. Often chiding herself for not letting her inte

Mathilda muttered, stepping closer to her. A

efore hiding her face in her uncle

e carrot and bean stew that I

ened before she doubt

ws, right?"

s jumped from her uncle's hold and rushed towa

u are the best." Aunt

nocent for things Zoya," she uttered

th a frown at which she also ge

t not before receiving a

e," she lurched out her t

ard their cottage, praying for th

e, smiling weakly, and stared in