Before a tree. Havila.

"How soothing it is to feel the caresses of the cruel nature again."

Ja praised, his face washed by the bellowing breeze sent by the wandering winds. He had his left hand in Lailah's right. Both of them were standing before that tree.

"You never left the comfort of nature. You only travelled through channels."

She corrected, squeezing his palm gently. She looked at him and he brought his face close. He kissed her. Quite the brief one.

"Comes the time to know of few of my arts when I was gone from the tree. Your cherished question."

She said. He felt excited at that. But...