Ramesh Vishveshwar

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** This is a placeholder for a novelcito called Skybolts **

Ramesh Vishveshwar

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It was a stiffling afternoon. The everyday sounds of a busy residential area enveloped him as he remained hidden in an alcove. Tuning out the noises, he listened intently. The trees stood quiet, the leaves silent. “No wind”, he thought and that suited him fine. As he waited for his target, he reflected on what he was about to do.