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Rhiza struggles and fights her soul-searching battle to seek her life-long soulmate. A captivating tale of fantasy and melodrama that will hook you, the readers till the end.This story received a honorary mention in the Official Member Writing Contest (OMWC), hosted @BookRix.com, January 2015. koyelevergreen

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Koyel Mitra

Aqua

A fantasy story

Dedicated to my parents and the Almighty.BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 Munich

The story

Hans sat with his head down on his desk, thinking about his mangy house which was converging upon the unreal, with the colors peeling off the walls, a dank smell in the atmosphere and, its corrugated floors. His wife, Lucy, had been distant with him recently for reasons he could not figure out. Hans contemplated his lousy fate and,tried to appease his gloom but, he could not stop the train of despondent thoughts. His situation left him embroiled in an intricate feeling of helplessness. He wondered what on earth had caused Lucy to fall away from him.

 

In order to work on their relationship, Hans decided to take Lucy on a trip.

 

 

The angel blue sky peeped between the tiny, pearly clouds on a beach in Seychelles. The site was truly a feast for the eyes. The aquamarine waves crashed and, broke upon the shore in white, soapy foam; the sound was soothing. Hans was an accountant in a private sector and had been saving up for this dream honeymoon of theirs for many years. Lucy ran upon the beach, agile as a lamb and Hans, paced his steps to catch the love of his life. They had gone on their honeymoon after a fortnight of their marriage. His wife sailed across the sandy beach,flaunting her butter-milk skin and, an outrageous baby- pink bikini, like a graceful swan in a pond. Hans sped faster now and grabbed her tight, smoldering her with ardent passion on her bare skin. Lucy returned the kisses and, dived into the cobalt sea with Hans close behind her. He untied the knots of her underwear and, the flames of frenzy devoured the couple to consummate their first love right there on the beach. 

 

He could never have guessed that she would be so crabby after that day. There were not many words shared between the couple but, Hans felt that they were simply going through the bad tide. He was worried. 

 

Everything was so different. He could barely concentrate on his work: the whole world staggered at his feet; bleak and sappy. Staring blankly at the papers piled on his desk, thoughts of the immense love he felt for his wife filled his head. He was aghast at her shutting him out. With a sore heart, he peered into the room where Lucy was sleeping. He watched the mellow moonbeams caress the fair, beautiful face as they filtered in from the window. He let out a gasping sigh. Hans was feeling sleepy as well and, dropped his body by her side, muscles aching and, agony piercing his heart.

 

Morning painted the sky with vibrant hues of yellow ocher and tangerine. The bright sun rays percolated through the window, kissing him good morning. With bleary eyes, Hans looked at the amber light suffusing his room with a brilliant aura. He turned and, a sudden uneasiness gripped his heart. Lucy was not by his side. He scoured all of the rooms in his house but, in vain. She was nowhere.

 

'Where on earth could she have gone?'

 

With an abysmal sorrow shredding his heart, he waddled into the woods nearby his house. He saw the trees with their boughs and, the evergreen shrubs bearing aromatic flowers with luscious berries. The still repose of the wilderness seemed to appease him a bit. He became engrossed in his thoughts. He sat against the trunk of a tree and lost himself in a reverie.