The Interlude: Lailah still alive?

In a scanty forest. Havila.

"What did you remember?"

Lailah asked the seemingly broken man who was beginning to gain his life gradually. Ja Lia. Ja wasn't sure if he did remember his identity. When he tried to make meaning of things, he was always lost in the labyrinth of the complexity of it all. He was something close to a walking dead. He dumbed the thought.

He was bare-chested and had only a brown furry skirt on. He was barefooted too but his eyes were sharp and his void sense of reasoning resounding. If only his skull could hit the dough.

"I remember you changing from a raven to a lady almost every passing day. Since like the past few days."

She grabbed him suddenly by the neck and pushed him to one of the trees by the path. She pressed his back to the hard bark of the tree.

Her hold on him was very strong and ruthless. Twas a silhouette of what she looked like. She was so beautiful and looked so delicately to be that ruthless.