“Amira, you have finished your task. What will you choose now, dear?” It is a calm voice, full of sweetness; giving peace to her confused and scared heart. "Where is it? Am I dead? Who are you?" Amira is still in a daze. The mental and physical pain she felt earlier is slowly withering off. Her mind is getting clearer and clearer with every passing second. She looked around in search of the voice."Your death and life are in your hands, Amira. It was your choice to go to the world again. Now coming back to me or going back to him is your choice. You can't see me, Amira; stop looking around. Close your eyes and feel it. You will understand everything."Amira listened to the voice and did as the voice asked her to do. Soon, millions of memories came rushing to her brain. Her last life and the present one all replayed in her mind. Everything was clearly visible. She felt every moment as if it was not just a memory. She had the same feelings as she felt in those memories.She remembers e

Berry was still sitting on the dirty stair. Zale didn't mind sitting there either. The lobby had only natural lighting. Everything looked beautiful and peaceful, with the slow sound of the raindrops in the background.Berry looked at each of them slowly, one by one, before sighing a deep sigh. I know that this palace is supposed to stay hidden at all costs, but I can't do that alone. I'll just let them know about the palace as well and get some money. He thought to himself and started,"My grandfather told me this tale of the king of immortals, and I saw that palace once when I was young. I can help you."Berry knew the story, but there were so many loose ends to it. Moreover, people from his ancestry treated it like a fairy tale, so with the passage of time, there were so many changes in this story.Berry was about to start the story when suddenly he saw the person from last night again. It was the one who was being stabbed by a kid. That person was crying in the arms of a beautiful

Berry quickly closed the curtains and went to the bed. He had a single bed near the window. There was an almirah right in the front corner and a small table under the window. Rest of the room was empty and the door was right in the alternating corner of the almirah. He was laying on the bed and still had those stars shining in his eyes. Soon he fall asleep.He was initially facing the wall, later he turned around half asleep. He caught a glimpse of someone in his room. It was a small kid. The same who stabbed someone in his earlier illusions. He was sitting on the floor with his face in his knees. He looked miserable. Suddenly, the boy heard something. He picked himself up with great difficulty and moved forward. A new face entered Berry's sight. He looked like a guard. He gave that boy a dagger and told him something in an ancient language. Berry had some knowledge of ancient languages and he understood a word or two. And he was sure that this guard was trying to manipulate him. He t

"Oh yes, I almost forgot that I am on the ground" Hugo smiled, embarrassed and took his hand.Cook got up and smiled a little at him."Woo, it smells so good. What is it? Let me guess, it smells of qwerty vegetables and Italian type spieces. Wait, is that some new pork recipe?"Everyone was fond of his cooking in the whole town but, till now no one was ever able to describe the ingredients of his dishes even after eating them let alone that this person didn't even look at it. He gave the exact list of the ingredients in just a few seconds."Who are you? What is your profession?" Hugo was not a social person, he had no idea about etiquette, he was just curious about what type of person was standing in front of him.'Wait wait wait, what?! You are asking these things to a stranger you just met? Did you bump your head somewhere?" The stranger asked while taking a closer look."What do you mean?""I mean, This is not the right way you thank someone.""Oh, I was just curious about you beca

Mrs. Otto just cried in her mother's arms for a while until his father took them both inside the house. They all sat in the living room silently for a while. Her mother, Clara, finally dared to ask once more. She is sad for her daughter. How did someone so gorgeous turn into something like her? It's been years since they saw each other. Clara clearly remembers the face people didn't get tired of looking at. But unless she tells them what is wrong, how can they possibly help her?Nora just shook her head in a no. She kept staring at the walls of the house.'How happy I used to be when I was here. I left my parents alone for such a long time just for someone who doesn't even care about me, even when I am the only one alive who they can depend upon. Now I will spend the rest of my life with my parents, taking care of them. I don't need anyone to feed me.' Nora thought to herself and slowly her gloomy face gained a small smile.She smiled at her parents."Your daughter is finally back." S