Hundred and Forty

THIRD PERSON’S POV

The whistle of wind as it glided through trees was accompanied by the chirping of birds which echoed chorally in the large midst of woodland. Apart from this background sound, the whole place was engulfed in utter silence. The sun was on the horizon, threatening to disappear at any second.

Another worth mentioning thing about this forest was the exceptional mountain, with running water from the very top of it, running down and splashing on the moderately large pool that had formed at the mouth of the mountain. The niche could pass as heaven on earth with the amount of calmness and serenity it brought to a chaotic heart.

But despite all these naturally created glamour, the scenery did nothing in helping to heal the wounded hearts of the triplets. They were impaired, the emotional despair even hitting harder than the physical pain. Since that dreadful day, they have all been trying to nurse both their emotional and physical pain.

It wasn't an easy task, especially f