Cries of Sorrow

The night didn't surprise anybody amongst the group as its wind whistled through and owls continued to circle their hunt with professional hunting skill or the leopards continued to growl around the road that leads to the known village that is known to haunt others by virtue of it's particular fear of deaths roaming around.

In the world of keeping a promise, The guards has shunted the villagers away, asking them not to come near just in case the man-eaters are prowling away or willing to have a bait and take their young children away so the people looked terrified and not wondered about the real cause. They group together cracking fireworks or lighting their lamps just in case that known man-eater might reach their walls or decide to attack one of them without a particular warning, So they are preparing to defend themselves rather than attack though.

It happened three weeks ago that a highly skilled hunter in form of a leopard had gained entrance to the village and by crossing over the forest, it had attacked the villagers making the kill of two children and leaving their dad corpses away.

To make the decisive action, the forest officials were still in search of that similar leopard but it's hard to recognise the professional in group of those who generally wish to create sorrow and make a threat to kill and have baits around.

Now An anouncement boom around the village and forest officials have called the villagers to group around the central office where they have deposited the dead carcass of that leopard that killed two children few days ago. There is no sign of bullets or anything else, Thus people are in shock wondering what might had make the kill happen to the most professional. They continue to discuss stunned on the result that what prompt the hunter to kill the one who was more brutal than the concept of murdering others.

Finally they drop their voices and whispered in cries of sorrows that it should have deserved a better death than it did. To them it's necessary to deserve a death and nothing more matters altogether...