THE TOOLSHED

      antim abhay / Fantasy
THE TOOLSHED

This book contains a story written in prose and also poetry based on the story.It is a surrealistic mind-triggering piece, a speculative allegory of paranormal existence and conspiracy theory.Snippets When he opened his eyes he found that they were walking on a shore. Arizel’s foot caught onto something, she picked it up and was surprised to see it was a book. She started reading it as she strolled away from the shore with him. Suddenly she gave the book to him and said that this book looks like the Timebook of Clocks, but it is not. He nodded and said, “I know, this is the one made in the Toolshed in the times when I was searching for you. We are in the place of which we dreamt. We are in Sysandria. When a pair of Kayles is about to arrive in Sysandria two drops of tear fall from the eye of the statue of their Goddess. One drop turns into a man and another into a woman. They have powers above all Kayles and they leave Sysandria. They are known as Vasitvens. But this time when he and Arizel arrived two drops of blood fell instead of tears. According to the prophecy the goddess will bleed on the arrival of the first Kayle reborn. Delivering darkness over the dayPlay the game of a warrior without nameOne who finds the Timebook of clocks,wields the unknown and becomes sublime.He knows whom he must protect,and whom he must decline.What he receives he returns more and in the right time.Justice is the purpose of the divine,what remains dreams or realityyou will find.
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    Maniac's Mirror

      antim abhay / Fantasy
Maniac's Mirror

fantasy tale, songs, surrealismSnippets-Whenever a new soul enters universe an unknown power takes control over it and suppresses the primal nature of the soul. This unknown power may be sentient or it may be a machine driven by some mysterious energy, it may be good or evil. No one may ever know the story of the one who fought to free many souls like theirs from this unknown power but they know a name. - ArizelThey talk to me in all the languages except the one I know, I don’t know whether they understand my language or not. They can come in any form, and each has a unique face but the master has no face, no identity, you only know when he is gone. -kayle of TeargarThere are so many kayles already here none of them could help me this new one is no different; it doesn’t matter he is the first Kayle reborn, he is just one more. -Rakhtavar
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