Rezak sat alone on the stone bench. The central-fire of the village was doused by now. After the chief had sorted out a part of the puzzle, Sera requested him to give her privacy with the chief for personal questions. And he obeyed. Now, sitting here, under the sky, Rezak had time to ponder. Things had started making a little sense to him.
Divine. The Creator. His Sons and Daughters. Him.        
Rezak felt something was missing in this sequence. Somethi...