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A spell-bound story

December 8th 2010 in a short story

In a cold moonlit night,

a strange lady came to me.

She was very bright.

Her eyes starred at me.


Hopeless as I could be.

She was pointing at me.

One wish she offered.

One mind was jumbled.


Choices were laid down.

The connections were bound.

She ordered a start.

I was only a man who was smart.


I questioned sincerity.

She nodded right at me.

A papyrus as appeared to be.

A spell cast upon me.

“When all numbers sail

When no one else can see

Let my one wish prevail.

Grant my eyes the honesty.”


(to be continued…)


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Writer’s note: This is the second part of the spell-bound story. Read the first part here.

“When all numbers sail
When no one else can see
Let my one wish prevails
Grant my eyes the honesty.”

Blinding light was I to suffer.
When my eyes opened i got the offer.
I turned away from her.
I headed home in eyes of power.
A child […]

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