Frightened

When Ayla opened her eyes in the morning, it was still pitch dark and Grasis was asleep leaning against the tree. Ayla looked at him carefully and reassured him that he was asleep or lying down with his eyes closed, but he was fast asleep.

It was a good opportunity, she hang the bottle from her shoulder, pick up the rope, tie it to the trunk of the tree and hang it down. She had landed so many times that she could easily land herself.

When she saw the big tree, she came out of the tree and looked at Grasis. There was a faint light, the sound of birds chirping, the sound of water falling from a waterfall, the sound of flowing water inside the river, how beautiful it was, for a moment she had forgotten all about why and how she is here. She was and this beautiful landscape was clear beyond the reach of human beings. She was breathing deeply and smiling.

And then with her arms outstretched in the air, she was moving slowly. It was as if the whole scene was dancing with her. He was fast a