•A Bruised Moon in a Dark Sky•

Tue, 24 Mar 2026 15:30:41 +0000

The ticking of the clock echoed through Eklavya's quiet apartment. It was late afternoon, and golden sunlight streamed through the half-open curtains, casting long shadows on the wooden floor. He sat slouched on the couch, a glass of untouched water in his hand, his gaze unfocused. The room was neat, almost obsessively so, as if an attempt to bring order to the chaos in his mind.