Standing Alone

It takes a lot of courage to stand alone, shorn of all glamor and glory, and yet, taller than others around you. Jaya had often drawn inspiration from this leafless tree.

She stood like a thorn in the path of the royal inhabitants of the castle. The castle appeared hazy in the dense fog, but had overshadowed her existence for a few months now. She had dared to expose the residents, the descendants of the revered Maharaja Shakti Singh — the atrocities that they committed on the villagers around them, and the shady lives that they led. She used to be a star journalist, but was unceremoniously asked to quit. The Singhs happened to be the major source of revenue for the newspaper. Unsavory allegations were thrown around to malign her, and she was trolled in social media.

But Jaya, the whistleblower was on a winning spree. The Supreme Court had ordered an inquiry into the allegations made against the Singhs, despite their royal lineage.

Written for FFAWC – 94th Challenge

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