C68 The Raven and Ja Lia

Havila.

"Whooshh!!"

The signal sent by the clapping waves collided with the whooshing winds and all met on the lone hut. The hut beaten by the wiles of nature had all its wooden covering faded. But twas still very much intact. There was no loophole, even for a snake to crawl in. If there was anything as such by the shore.

There was a wooden bench before the hut