Srivalli Rekha

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The stink of death was unmistakable. It surrounded him, crawling through his nostrils to block his windpipe. As he got

The magic of the Visupada* (autumnal equinox) was in the air. Trees danced in the breeze, birds chirped from their

Alyssa tiptoed down the stairs. Her parents were asleep in the adjacent room. A dim light above the fireplace glowed

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The large oak door was open, allowing the winter chill to seep into the house. Where was the butler? “This

The sunny morning was a welcome respite after the cyclone rains. The roads were clear, almost. “Hiya! How are those

“Come in, Amara.” He gestured for me to step inside. The man did not look like a servant, but he

A faint glow from the embers in the fireplace neither gave her warmth nor light. Emily could stay in her

Passengers grumbled, visitors gossiped, kids yelled. The airport always buzzed with an activity that could make a person go crazy.