The toolshed, p.1
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       THE TOOLSHED, p.1

          antim abhay / Fantasy
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Table of Contents

Table of Contents 1


Daunting Shadows Untouched Silence 3

After Future 4

Before past 7

Empty pages 9

In 10

Arizel 11

Enemies of the sun 12

The Forgotten 14

Future toy 15

The Rising 18

The oppositioner 20

Paralyze my mind 21

Doppelganger 24

Vasitven 25

God Player 27

Faith 29

Life of Death 30

Lonesome star 34

Here and beyond 35

Pair of walls 37

Heretofore 38

Ghostword 39

Once 41

The Gathering 43

Newborns 44

The hive of five 46

The emancipated 49

The obscure 50

Next brevity 51

The Living Machine 52

The god without devil 54

Toy World 56

Final Fate 57

out 59

The Return 60

The Toolshed 62

Mutilation 63

God bears no name 64

Paroxysm 66

The equal of time 67

The entity divine 68

Births & Deaths 69

Flashbacks 70

Winter father 73

Mind Mirror 75

White Crow 78

Black moon 79

The Kayle reborn 80

Eulogy 81

The Timebook of Clocks 82

Lion in the Toolshed 83

Atmi deception 84

Endmost 85

*The Diary of Devil* 87


Epilogue 104

Author’s note: 105


Daunting Shadows Untouched Silence

to my wife and son

By antim abhay


Wave upon wave of demented Avengers march cheerfully out of obscurity, into the dream.

-Roger Waters



I walked into a hospital where none was sick and none was well.

-Leonard Cohen


There lives a poor painter who sees a painting every night in his dream. This recurring dream wakes him up in the middle of the night every time and he starts painting what he saw. But he always ends up making a new beautiful painting instead. This way, he paints one each day. He pines for gold but someone has made him promise that whatever happens he must not sell his paintings and he keeps his promise. He has become illusive because of ambiguity of this dream and his inability to create that one painting. Some know him from now, some have known him from centuries and some will never know him.


The boy in the box said, "They'll search for me and if they find me I'll make their dreams come true but they won’t be happy for long and then they'd want me to leave but I won't until they love me."

After Future


He sat with elegance, holding the Sysandrian stone in one hand and grasping Arizel’s palm with other. The people and animals bowed and prayed. Both Arindhara as well as silent forest of dreams had found peace, hope and rest in his dominion. But he was not at peace with himself because he did not know where or how to find Vasitven and he knew all he could do was wait.


When he and Arizel felt their death approaching they went to the Silent forest of dreams. They kept the Prophesier where it lay after he mingled it with the river of life. Then they put the book in the cradle and tucked it slowly between their sleeping twins. Bidding goodbye to the Astrologer, together they embraced death.


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 when I was searching for you. We are in the place of which we dreamt. We are in Sysandria.



The first Kayle reborn kneeling at the altar inside the temple of the Goddess of Sysandria, carefully listened as the priest’s words echoed, “After leaving your native bodies, you and Arizel came to Sysandria. A Kayle takes birth in Arindhara or in the Silent Forest of Dreams and can travel between Arindhara and the Silent Forest. There are some Kayles, the Elders, who took birth in Sysandria and are here since the beginning of time. Either a Kayle is a Kayle by birth, or becomes a Kayle. The Arindharans, after death, reach the Silent Forest and after some time go back to Arindhara to take next birth. This cycle continues until they become a Kayle and then the memories of all past lives returns to them. There can be only one pair of Kayles in Arindhara and the Silent Forest of Dreams. You were a Kayle by birth and Arizel turned, while she was in Silent Forest, but as soon as she became a Kayle, the Lion enslaved her. She thought she was fooling the Lion by sneaking out to search for other Kayles, but it was his will as he sought you too for his own malicious purposes. In the domes of Teargar Arizel met the Astrologer who knew all about Sysandria and Kayles. She started visiting him whenever she could and he told her everything he knew about Kayles. Astrologer gave her the Timebook of Clocks which was given to him by Kayles and he told her to find you.  Only Astrologer knows everything about Kayles and he passes the knowledge to his successor. He is the keeper of the Timebook of Clocks. Kayles want him to give the book to the new pair of Kayles existing in Arindhara.


When a pair of Kayles is about to arrive in Sysandria two drops of tear fall from the eyes 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 you and Arizel arrived two drops of blood fell instead of tears. According to the prophecy the goddess will bleed on the arrival of first Kayle reborn." 


Astrologer to the Kayle

I wish I could feel your demons

I possess the maniac’s mirror as I promised

Close your eyes and trust me

I am the keeper of melodies

Order of the other has been given

The addicts are marching in unison

Play the strings measure the deep memories

One day you will write your own elegy

The alone Arizel burns so bright

Silent forest of dreams screams in the moonless night

I am the keeper of the key

Silent forest of dreams doesn’t possess any energy

There love has no reservation

Endless are these harbingers of thine

The animals and trees are afraid of Rakhtavar the Lion

If you will go to the existent half of the forest

The Lion will transform you when you enter inside

There everyone will possess numerous lies

You will revolve in both the worlds till you escape

Leave this grave and return to the everglades



The truth is hidden from you

For your mind cannot occupy it

You may be alone or you may be known

But all have almost same dream of home

Taking birth as a human is a soul’s first life

And the soul will always be born as a human

Until the soul, encounters the unknown

Then it will be able to take birth as any entity of its will

And join them who lived like it in this world

And rest in any of the universes’ realms

For you to survive remembering is enough

Your sins only delay your emancipation

The king of the hidden kingdom waits for the one

The one who took least time to get undone

You muse about silent forest of dreams

Where moon rises from the debris

Delivering darkness over the day

But you don’t remember it

It lays in your long forgotten dreams




Astrologer said, “An Arindharan will become commander of the army of Arizel which will be formed of good animals of the existent half of the Silent Forest.”










Before past

When I met Arizel she was the only one who knew what was happening with me. She told me things which no one ever did. Arizel resides in the Silent forest of dreams which is divided in two unequal halves by the endless river of life. The river being in a shape of digit eight, is surrounding the two unequal halves of the Silent forest of dreams, one barren and one green. This river is formed of many unequally distributed sections which flow in varying directions. We met for a few evenings in the domes of Teargar; she left me with a book in my hands, a book which no one had read in Arindhara. It was written by someone called Astrologer. Arizel and I didn't meet after that. I can only go to the barren half of the Silent forest of Dreams where Arizel cannot come. She resides in the fruitful half on the other side of the river of life. When I reach the bank of the river of life, I always find Arizel sitting and crying at the opposite bank near the edge of the other green existent half of the forest. When she sees me, her sorrow fades to a simper and we yearn to touch each other, we never had before in the Silent forest of dreams. Both of us have tried many times to swim across the river, but we could never succeed due to the different flowing sections of the river. I spent half of my life searching for the Astrologer and I found him. He told me many secrets of our universe. He shared with me the stories of the Silent forest of dreams. Astrologer revealed to me that I was a Kayle and Arizel too. Astrologer said before departing that I and Arizel belong to Sysandria. He did not write that book, he was just a keeper of the book which came from Sysandria. He also said," In the forest there is only one pair of each living thing, no humans save Kayles can exist in the existent half of the forest but Arizel is the only one there and enslaved by the Lion now after centuries you have come, a Kayle who took birth in Arindhara."


Once, Arizel and me jumped together in the river and swam towards each other. We have done this before too but due to the different flowing sections of the river, we could never cross. But this time we both crossed the river and found ourselves lying on the opposite banks of the river. I signalled her to stay there and jumped again in the river to cross the river again, but the river threw me back at the same bank each time. Each time I jumped in the river, it took me farther away from Arizel who continuously ran along the bank following me. Arizel had once told me while she was in Arindhara that her power works only over the animals (except the lion) and the trees of silent forest of dreams, but against the river of life she was powerless. I remembered Arizel told me that she feared the lion who resided in her half of silent forest of dreams. The Lion never harmed her, but barred her from leaving the Silent Forest. All the entities of the Silent forest feared him. I decided to kill the lion. Fear gripped Arizel. She tried to stop me from entering the existent half of the silent forest of dream alone. I asked her to wait where she was and assured her to trust me and I entered the forest. She cried to me, ‘The lion of silent forest of dreams possess a treasure called the Prophesier. Comeback before the fruitful half of the forest transforms into a barren one.’ I entered the forest, but as soon as the fog ensnared me I got lost and my memories blurred. I searched and searched Arizel both in the Silent Forest as well in Arindhara but couldn’t find her. And when I rested I realized something was strange now in both the worlds. It wasn't the world which I knew. I couldn’t find Arizel until the end but I found Ghostword."






Empty pages

Arizel to Astrologer

Life is like a silence voice is its death

They move shoulder to shoulder

But they never can go together

The fading black darkness wakes the voice

And the voice kills the silence infinite times

Then in a dark tool shed

Voice hears the screams of the silence

At dusk silence starts getting shivers down its spine

Justice done only for the first crime



Just when the Sun returns to the cemetery

Singing songs of his history

The silence awakens the necropolis

The keeper likes peace in his cemetery

The keeper loved the songs

But couldn’t relate them with his story

It takes two for deliverance

He hailed at voice without violence

Music can’t exist without silence



Sitting nearby under a fig tree

The puppeteer brings back his memories

He soon found the God’s ineffability

Listening to songs of this cemetery

He read the Timebook of clocks infinitely

Finally swimming in the vast river of life

He reached the immortal silent forest of dreams

Twas divided in two halves; one barren and other green

Where the Lion imprisoned him and blurred his memories





Astrologer to newborns of Arindhara

When he woke up he hungered for forgotten poems

Bewildered Arindharans stared at both of them

They surrounded him when she was weak

For hours she broke the clouds that hung over his cemetery

He once fell in love with her without knowing her name

She tried to tell him, “They are unaware when they push you

They will never accept what they did against you,

Entering their body animals make them do this to you

If you blame them they will not believe you

They don’t see what animals do to you.”



He sought refuge in the doldrums without knowing her chastity

Staring the darkness, sculptures he carved on a pale azured iron tower

He suffused the darkness by the light of his chisel

They buried him in a sepulchure

The forest stank of water and camphor

Their lanterns wouldn’t cast her shadow,

So they followed a rainbow and found her shelter

Tied to a tree her body bled bare

Every time she was assailed, he wasn't unaware

They set her free as they didn’t find her mellow.



She dragged them to the nightmares of the lion kingdom

She saw him again in the silent forest impeding the secret river

She brought balance by slaughtering the souls;

Of those who had locked him in the graveyard,

Where the god as well as the devil has to die every single night

Devil cheats and commits suicide before the dusk arrives

Now she buys the bodies left behind after their demise

She makes the souls, belonging to these bodies, one of his kinds

The cry demanded they must thrive, forcing the endless river to teach,

It implored, “No mercy for traitor such as thee.”


Enemies of the sun

Newborns of Arindhara to animals of the Silent Forest of dreams

When you see him come near

You kill the light by deception

Bride’s daughters sleep all night

They pray for him in all fashion

At dawn they see him turn blind

At dusk every image of the day,

Flash through his tired mind

Only the daughters see him play

For others all he does is whine.



You lurk beneath his shadows

He trusts your insanity in crime

When his sword touches the sky

Your blood will freeze eternally

He’s the one who should not be

Father will forgive you in time

To reach him you shouldn’t try

Dying will not get you an invite

His truth is that death is a lie.



Verses inside him stay unsung

He failed to replicate it to real

But he has escaped the heavenly sin

You search about truth of death

Darkness deceives the fate you had

All souls return back to breathe

You’ll understand more if you see

When your little worlds clank

He traps you in his somatic raiment.



Architects of future gave him a diary

He locked an endangered species in it

Child of god gets no chance to fight

His ego triggers the countdown

The era of flying kites is long gone

He can subdue the reign of calamity

She pays the price to bring him home

Believing one day he’ll till the ground

She only deserves the winning crown.

The Forgotten


Animals of the Silent Forest of Dreams to the newborns of Arindhara

His dream of defeating fate keeps him benign

Few can dream a thing such unimaginable

But his reality is as obvious as a sign

In the day he flew like dragons in a fable

His fire shielded his child from the night

He feels bliss when she comes at the eventide

She sings to their child and rocks the cradle

He hides the black mask of light in her eyes,

She borrows his masquerade of darkness

In order to survive he takes away the child

At dawn defeated he comes back to their stable

Finding her gone he cries which puts the child to sleep

Then he marches inside the dark forest to find her.

Future toy

Astrologer to Arizel

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