Alfa M. Shakya

Tick-tick-tick (Writing Nepal, 3rd place joint-winner)

Alfa M. Shakya | January 21, 2022

The feeling started at her knees and radiated upward, traveling through the capillaries and veins that usually carried blood. Today, there was something else mixed in it whose exact chemical composition Sheela could not tell.

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