Whispers in the Mountains

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow on the snow-capped peaks. High up in the mountains, a log cabin stood as a solitary beacon of warmth amidst the cold, unforgiving wilderness. Inside, a woman named Preeti busied herself with preparing dinner. Preeti was a sight to behold, her curves accentuated by the traditional Indian attire she wore. A vibrant red saree adorned her voluptuous figure, leaving her shoulders and midriff bare. Her long, brunette hair cascaded down to her waist