Chapter 2

Every day she looks at the horizon, witnessing the beauty of the world God had created for her, for all of the worldly being. The innocence and purity of every creation are glorious and overwhelming. Only those who really understand and reflective enough would be able to see what is behind each entity that lies across her essence and hanging between the skies; they are the answers to every creature’s miseries and happiness in the world. She has her own way of savouring these; her own comfort would always be Moon and Stars. Earth just cannot understand how mortals could so heartless (if they have hearts intact) to abuse and devastate these miracles of God.

She pulls herself together as time passes by. There are so many things around her these days and patiently she attends to every one of it. She could have no other way better to amuse herself. Little trifles from the earthlings are amusing and sometimes a little trying for her nature, but she smiles to all these.

When days seemingly to be overpowering her calmness, she starts to shudder. She got nothing to hold on to, but her sturdiness does not give in. Day and night, she silently clings to her will...

Weeks, perhaps months have passed when the birds start to fly by, whimpering, that Wind would soon come…