Tale of Two Wishes

2170 AD Martian Main Land “Where are we going?”, she asks with eagerness. “Don’t you trust me, Amma?”, he says with a streak of pain in his voice. “Kanna”, she replies with dejection. “Follow me. We will be late”, he commands. Holding her wrinkled hand firmly, he leads her to Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago