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Lord Shiva carrying Sati
Lord Shiva appeared in the hall as the light of the morning sun began to creep through the red sky. His kingdom of love had dawned. The half-burnt body of Sati was lying in pieces. His heart did only the pieces to fly together then with every step that he was taking, the earth was healing beneath his feet. He glanced at the bruised and half-burned corpse of his beloved wife Sati. His body was becoming numb. He was sniveling, whimpering, whining, and squalling for Sati. His mind was squalling and bleating for Sati. His heart was breaking, bawling, and howling for Sati. He started a loud inarticulate shout expressing a powerful feeling from the heart for Sati. Slowly, he stepped towards it; every movement was more painful than the previous. He placed the Trident on the ground and bent down beside her body. He cried loud “Sati!” His eyes were shedding tears in distress, pain, and grief. With a gentle hand, he touched her burnt forehead. His touch was growing and once again, she was whole. The gruesome scabs and raw flesh disappeared, replaced once more by milky skin as though she was not even dead and as though she was simply sleeping....Sivkishen Ji, Author