Monthly Muse

World of every “Her” from Ocean of the experience From the day she is born, the laugh she shares, the love she is sculpting with immense care for the world, she doesn’t know about, the world where trust, care, emotions, loyalty are just weapons, Stepping…

The frigid water had long back, taken away any sensation that her body would have tried to feel. The legs paddled away below the surface, as a duck’s would. Muscle memory that comes from being an Olympic synchronised swimmer. In the middle of the Pacific, 25 nautical miles…