Return

The normally sober Konica picked up a rock on impulse and flung it in the water.

“Lady, you are not allowed to do that here.” Interrupted the guide.

She was keenly watching the bubbles that arose on the spot.

“Don’t you see blood there?”

“Blood? No. That is a reflection of the evening sky.”

“Dive in to check. There are bodies of soldiers lying at the bottom.”

“Looks like you are an avid reader of history. It happened in 1903…..”

“I don’t read. I happened to be here. My beau lies there. I had to come back. Just for him…”

(100 words)

 

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