Swamiji

…Have you heard of Swamiji?…

…The swan reappeared beside her, its wings massive, its eyes glowing like molten fire. Ravi's breath caught in his chest. He understood now. The river wasn't just protected by Swamiji. It was the river. Anyone who disrespected the land, the water, or its creatures would face her wrath. The woman's voice echoed through his mind. You cannot escape your own des…

…And he struggled. His feet brushed, something cold and slimy. Something floating in the water, a bloated, rotting fish. He gagged, pushing it away, but the current didn't relent. It carried him farther, pulling him toward the center of the river, toward the very spot where the swan had appeared. And then he saw her again, the woman, Swamiji.…