Kamrul Hasan Rubel

One lady remained on the edge of a disintegrating precipice

In the midst of the twirling bedlam of a world in the pains of environment commotion, one lady remained on the edge of a disintegrating precipice, her look fixed on the rough ocean beneath. Emma's heart resounded with the crashing waves, reflecting the strife inside her spirit. She had consistently tracked down comfort by the water's edge, however today, the sea appeared to repeat her own blustery feelings.