Muddy water splashed on King Vikramaditya’s clothes. His feet were
Water poured down King Vikram’s face, blurring his sight. He
A long and eerie howl broke through the cold night
His footsteps sounded loud in king Vikram’s ears. There was
There was everything but silence that new moon night in
King Vikram stepped over the clawing roots of trees as
In which King Vikramaditya finds the Betaal and agrees to