The Beginning
“Just as the purity of the heart speaks,
so does the betrayal of the voices inside,
Only when the pain has reached its true devastation,
The black mark will remind of the will to live,
till the end of the time…”
-The Eternal Curse
The 13th century stormy night hovering over 1000 – year old Ruah monastery came unannounced ahead of the red lunar eclipse which took place once in every 700 years. The fierce Sinai valley flowed in front of the high walled fort facing the unshakeable Himalayas.
Managing to stay on her course bare-footed, along the fields, Maya saw a light coming from what appeared to be a small stoned opening. Reaching through the rocky road in her tethered robe, her body gave up under the dimly lit wooden gate.
She fell unconscious with the burns of the black mark on her right wrist.
——To be continued——
A Little Green Bell 
I will look forward to this one, Swati, but your stories are always a pleasure to read, just trying to catch up on all the ones from where I had left. Loved the opening! Keep it coming, Swati 😉
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oops that was a 🙂 typo !
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Thanks… will do 🙂
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The eternal curse… Interesting. Does it come from somewhere or is it your creation?
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Thanks 🙂 The inspiration comes from my birth mark which is a black mole. During my childhood days, I got reactions from people such as, it is related to my past life,curse, karma etc. So one day i was looking at it, remembered all the reactions and then got the inspiration to give it my own mythological and philosophical twist. This series is an attempt to that.
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Wow. Can’t wait for the continuation. The poem/curse is really beautiful. Promising!
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Thanks… really appreciate your support 🙂
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