Chapter 47: the roller

The Illusionist    Chapter 54: the whitecap II

Hafiz toppled over, completely bound in chains of laughter. Apparently the conversation that came across as dead serious to me was weirdly amusing to him. The last indirect question he had brought to the table put me in a tight spot. I had said enough, there was nothing to free me from his vocal trap.

The Illusionist    Chapter 53: the whitecap

Morning had come but even so, I sat still, staring in silence at the wall. He didn't stay anymore and maybe this would be like all the previous times. Going scarce whenever a serious conversation happened, he had told me so much but I was even yet to spill any morsel of my own secrets—secrets that could change everything. He had also said soon, I just needed to wait a little more. Things were goin

The Illusionist    Chapter 52: the monsoon II

Crystal...

The Illusionist    Chapter 51: the monsoon

It was still dark, dawn was yet to arrive and the only difference was that this time, I wasn't alone in the tent. The weight of another presence tightened the air. I was calmer now, and the upset in my belly had quelled.

The Illusionist    Chapter 50: the roller IV

I probably shouldn't have been wandering outside the tent in the dead of night but maybe I had just needed to clear my head. The dilapidated bungalow that was used as an infirmary by the locals here controlled

The Illusionist    Chapter 49: the roller III

Jane... I couldn't stop myself from worrying just like I couldn't stop myself from fiddling with the braids that a certain someone had thoughtfully done for me. It had only been two days since I woke up and it looked as though the Agent was hard to come by each passing minute.

The Illusionist    Chapter 27: the squall II

The Illusionist    Chapter 26: the squall

The Illusionist    Chapter 25: the surf II

The Illusionist    Chapter 24: the surf