Chapter 1
Marina cruises the country side lost in its splendor. The trees remain clothed in green. On the brink of taking another curve on this winding country road, a sudden riot of colorful trees flanks the roadside. She glances at the empty passenger seat next to her then to the road up ahead. She's drawn back by a single leaf pirouetting down on the wings of a soft and silent breeze. It pauses briefly before the windshield. Its delicate frame brushes against the car's glassy face as though it sends a farewell ode to the occupant. It then whisks away by the grips of another icy wind.
Marina heart sinks as memories flood her senses. Vivid impressions of their last trip together. The picturesque mountains of Nepal keeps her company. She is reminded of the Rosa Sericea as she travels this desolate stretch alone to their cabin in the mountains.
