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Author - Rushi
Chapters - 63!
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This book is a complete imagination and fiction of the author, anything resemblance between true events is completely coincidental.
Alchemist Sarah Fin holds the most astonishing and evilest thing, the Ebenezer stone in her hand and was to shatter it into pieces; she projected the hammer in her right hand higher and was ready to hit it. She was very sweat and heat, her alchemy is always lit up with the lamps as the place was at the poles of the great continent, there was no terminator at the place.
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She felt thuds of footsteps out from the cottage, on those thuds, her alchemist books are falling one by one and hitting the ground, she was alarmed, her three years old baby began to feel the break of peace, and wept yelling loudly. She is perplexed about who‟s the reason for the thuds, the entrance was gloomy as it was away from the lamp, and she walker forward to check the problem, suddenly.
The door suddenly opened with a great dash, she felt some person is entering in, there are footsteps at the threshold, but, she could not see as the place is dim and away from light as mentioned earlier. Her hands are boiling like lava, her head is sweltering and the daughter on her hands is as cool as frozen ball, her face is flowing like a water fall, her chin is flow her sweat, she is frozen that she can‟t even wipe the sweat.
The footsteps are getting closer, she could view the person slow by slow, and each footstep is like large thuds, she felt unsecured, almost to panic. The figure slowly began appear as slowly enters the light, she was shocked to see that person, she screamed in horror.
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A dark figure wearing black robes and holding a sceptre with blunt end on the bottom and mystic radar on the top, Sarah slowly picked up the Ebenezer stone and cried “what do you want?”
“The stone!” said the dark figure in a raspy voice “give it to me”
Sarah stood silent without answering, gently holds the hammer and gave a long shot the figure‟s head and sprinted out of the cottage and began to run. Her legs are rolling as wheels of train; her goal is to save her three years old daughter. She ran even though without knowing the destination, she took a glance behind, damn!
The dark figure pursues her behind,
In front of her flowed the great river Oreo, shining as milk in the creams gazed by the moon, so powerful strong, washing all over the continent, wiping the rigid trees over the shores, that much flow is enough to kill humans in just a pull.
Sarah slips her leg over a rigid rock, hits the ground, and her right arm stretched over the great river, she feel the cool elixir flowing through her fingers, she lifted her head up, before her is the river, and behind, the dark figure. She projected her baby up towards the sky and screamed, “Dear Narwaden, the god of the Oreo river” her voice is so rough , she spoke the words that she didn‟t even imagine ever, like a dialogue in Shakespearean literature, “I ask thee, save my toddler, save my toddler , nay just let her float upon thy gentlest lap, let her live, yes, let her live, hasten not, lord of the river, slow down and let my daughter float, oh lord of the river”, her word are like spells recited by Isis to save the child from scorpion bite,
Sarah implored to the sky, she didn‟t even utter the name of the river all these days, now she is in danger, the most unlimited faith of god outwits only in danger, when need the one who can do super things in dangerous times, the one who does miracles and saves just in moment, just like that Britannia need a god to let her daughter alive on the water , the river won‟t just understand what we say and obey, therefore, she calls a person who is able to do, the terrible the danger, the higher the faith of god.
The black figure approached her, and she has to die with her toddling daughter nay throw her into the river. She wants to do her duty, therefore, she broke a bit from the stone and slid the tiny part into her daughter‟s robe and shoved her into the river slowly.
The figure fumed into ravage, and it projected subtle end of the sceptre and whammed it into Sarah‟s tummy, Sarah felt the sharp needle like staff injected into her body and ramming through her bowels and hitting upon her spinal cord, she screamed, an agonies yell, she slowly felt the blood oozing out, suddenly the figure pulled it out and stabbed at another spots, Sarah finally died after being stabbed 45 times on stomach …
The figure didn‟t notice this, thought only Sarah was there, picked up the Ebenezer stone and notice a piece of it is missing, “now, tell me where you‟ve hidden it” asked the figure, Sarah didn‟t notice and stared only at her daughter who‟s washed away by the great river, thinking that would she float or drown.
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