She wasn't embarking on a quest for she already knew the answer which
had eluded her. She was taking back what was rightfully hers for she was
Priya was so lost in
thoughts that she went back in time and was reminded of many things. It was the kingdom
of Irea, flourished with lots of peace and happiness apart from the biggest
riches the kingdom had. It also reminded her of her best friend, guide and advisor
who always stood by her side in calms and storms.
They grew up together like
sisters from the same womb. Now she was able to remember that person who gifted
her the magical bag with ‘The Riddler’-the frog. Off course it was Zuta, her soul
mate with whom her soul is tied and bonded in an unexplainable way. Now that she couldn't resist her happiness that she has finally known there is someone who
could give more clarity, she started running towards the huge hall area in an
eagerness to meet Zuta again.
As she ran, she was able to see mirrors-lots of it. And to her surprise
the mirrors reflected her for the first time, with her tired face that was mixed with happiness
and anxiety. But it suddenly seemed that she was running endlessly and the time
had stopped. She started having many questions again and sunk back into the
pool of serious thoughts as she stopped at the corner of the huge hallway.
area was vast with few elves and trolls looking at her baffled and few other
creatures behaving as if she was never there. As she was panting hard, she
peeped through the huge window that was covered with creepers and beautiful
pink and yellow flowers. Few dark creatures was chaining a tall, big build,
blonde lady and dragging her all over. It was Zuta! She wanted to shout at the
top of her voice and cry for HELP, but she couldn't hear her own voice any more.
Everything seemed to be confusing, but she was strongly reminded of one thing-
She was the queen of Irea!
The monsoon wind from the windows swirled making a hushing noise which only
worsened her precarious heart. But
this is just the beginning of the end, a voice chided from inside. Could I be obliterated from the happenings
of the past just like that? Didn't I have a goal and a meaning to my life?-
Priya questioned herself again and again. Suddenly she broke down and tears started rolling from her fixated
beautiful brown eyes. Priya’s lips started moving and questioned “Where’s my daughter?”- She was
now able to hear her own voice.
This is an entry for the “Tagged” contest by Author Kaarthika and The Chennai Bloggers Club. Kaarthika’s new book “Tagged” hits the amazon store on
the 29th of May 2016.
I now tag Karthik Pk to take this up forward :) :)
The chapter 11 by Karthik Pk can be found here :