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Thursday, February 16, 2012
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As
i looked back on the world i left behind, i knew i had made a grave
mistake, however it was not my doing and will never be my undoing. The
then home stood a shadow of its former self, tattered clothes hang from
the rusty hangers, with a few more littering the floor. The sitting room
stood chairless with worn out electronics standing just iconic. The
house was danky enough for warm stenched air to burst out, the faded
colour of the house plus several cracks on the wall gave the house a
horrible sordid look. Dare sat on a creaking old chair just in front of
his varandah crying fervently. I hated the sight of him because i
constantly blamed myself for his fate. Feeling really very sorry for him
i made a desperate attempt to save the day. Though am sure; i could end
up loosing my comfort.
I left the watch-mirror and headed straight for our lord, the
master air mongul. He seated poised majestically on his self rocking
royal chair, in his aloft and descent chamber. The funniest thing about
the air master's castle is the swiftness of everything within. They've
mastered air, so is swiftness. He eased his majestic poise and gave me
an admiring look, i returned this with the elegant bow which of course
is our official greeting.
'My darling! He said' what brings you here at such hour.'
'Your majesty! I bid a return home. The one i left behind suffers while i dine in richness.'
'sutana!
You are my golden eye i'll never part. You needn't return home. I won't
accede to that. However, i'll send forth my servants with loads of
riches to give to him. I hope that is fine by you.'
'Yes! My loving highness.'
I
scuttled towards him, lithed graciously and gave his highness a
wonderful kiss. His lips curled into his charming smile and i spend the
rest of the day in his sparkling, floating, swift chamber.
Though now i won't worry about dare anymore because he has found his
path to wealth.
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