As he reached the cliff, he caught the glimpse of his village after months.
O, it looks so green, 'he said'.

He was about to fall on the ground to cushion his native meadows and feel the warmth of his home-soil.
But from a distance he began to reckon a walk; there she is, 'he said'.

As she started to get closer, he found that She looked pale as a corpse, almost transcending dragging dirt with her ill-stained attire.
Words won't come out from his mouth, he choked and opened his arms.
She came like a morning breeze to hush down a weary soldier heart unto his arms but was gone through his body as a smoky image as he opened his burdened eyeballs.
Tears started to gush from his cold eyes and he new with his heart that something bad had happened with his love.
A shriek cry, it followed as he woke up from the swaying grass invading his barely breathing nostrils, he was dragged to his boots.

He realised he had a dream but it seemed so real, he knew he had to rush home as his pounding heartbeats protested , the rusty soldier veins dialated and allowed a truce to find some breath.
He picked up his blood-written sword and ran through the meadows and bushes to reach the fenced wall of his village.
The gate was closed & no one looked to be around.
He was never a waiting person and with his vibes no one could stop him.
He jumped over the fence, running and whimpering, shattering everything even the guards with his body.
No arrow seemed to be blunt enough to pierce his Metallish soldier skin.

Finally he was looking at his hut, all in tears. He was thunder stricken like a standing spell waiting to be casted.
A small girl as a li'l Lilly flower came out of the hut and he began to daydream for a moment.
Soldiers stopped some distance behind and were now waiting with spears, arrows and swords.

The li'l girl perhaps dragged by emotions bravely came forward and started playing with his long hairs which were all over his face meanwhile he slid his bloodstained fingers through his long hairs to drag them behind.
And Ah! everyone looked to recognise him now!.
The guards threw their spears and swords down and started to whisper all around.

He started to ask about his wife and no one answered. He picked up his sword and said, Tell me Where Rose is!? (None replied)
Then he asked his daughter, Where is your mother; li'l girl? But she couldn't say enough.
No soldier was brave or foolish enough to look right through his eyes.
He started pulling soldiers down to the dirt, even the walls looked to be sighing in dirt but with eyes down.
No one said nothing to the only question that could create a havoc;
He fell to his knees sobbing & wailing, when his li'l daughter came and began to wipe off his tears. He pulled his daughter up and entered his hut shutting the door.
The villagers started leaving all in whispers and murmurs.
Their lost Soldier was home but they couldn't face their Savior.

© ZiaD