A literary fiction by B.Laxmi Prasanna B.Sc (MSDS), IIIrd year:

Her heart sinked deeper, heavy with something she couldn't put her finger on. Whatever it was, she had to sort it out or they will kick her out, deem her as unworthy.

Looking up at the sound of footsteps with his hair flying in the cold wind up north, he smiled at her. 

His skin as pale as the mountain caps but his eyes black as they swallowed her every breath. The dread in the pit of her stomach escalated, the fidgeting of her fingers halted. 

Ants climbed the uneven land carrying crumbs of food. The distant sound of river, shuffling of soldiers, ready to move her duty to guard and he would leave as he if never was. 

Noch wanted to say so many things, tell him about her, listen to him, but as the sun rose on upon them, the end of night and the end of their shared laugh so loud, it may have echoed the mountains, cut throat practices which didn't last as short lived as them. 

She couldn't muster up the courage to say anything becuase what if what they had shared was fleeting? So, she stood there as he smiled at her turning back, moving away, erasing everything. 

Tears fell. Finally, a broken sob, an analogue to her own broken heart which they shared as he smiled through his own tears, holding his head high in the cold of everything that existed here. But his heart, it stayed with her, filled with her.