“You should also play, Princy. This moment might not come again ever again.” She smiled hollowly, leaning on the railing and watching the kid play, laughing and grinned.

Children holding hopes, dreams, unaware of this world’s filth. All of them were playing tag.

“What… Do you mean?” I asked with a gulp, turning to her.

I hated how it sounded- never come again…

“Because all of you are children today as you grow, this will become a distant memory. A non-existent part because those who are playing together…”

Her beautiful expressions converted into seriousness, turning to me. Drying my throat when he looked dead into my eyes, declaring our future....