CHAPTER 2
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He made his way towards the castle road. Strangely there wasn’t even a single body lying anywhere. Abandoned houses, open doors, fallen belongings, everything depicted a mysterious devastation. But there was no one to tell him what had actually happened.
The huge castle made up of grey stone came into view, it looked just the same. However, the empty guard posts made the picture look incomplete. Open windows made a creaking sound as winds blew past by them. He saw that the castle door was slightly open and he made his way towards it. A long hall way came into view as he entered the castle. His foot steps echoed through the empty hall way. Somewhere in the middle, The Fountain of Life came into view.
He ran towards it and saw that it had completely dried up. The lotus engraving on the top didn’t have the emerald placed on it. The fountain made up of limestone lay there like a corpse without a single drop of life. As a child he had grown up to stories which claimed that a dried Fountain of Life meant the end of existence.
“Something is terribly wrong here” he whispered, scratching his head. All of a sudden he heard someone crying.
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Who's crying?
2 comments:
he himself..dream in a dream..;)
or a child..
Thanks for following the story. :)
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