As she was walking.Her mind was somewhere else.She thought about everything that has been happening lately.How all of them were interlinked. All lost she stepped on a stone which caused her to lose the balance and she tripped.
"Ouch"
She somehow stood up in pain and glance around.There she could see the house finally.She whispered to herself,
"Finally I am here."
she sensed something which felt like fog surrounded the whole atmosphere which made her wonder,
"Maybe I am imagining things!"
She went near and knocked at the door.
After few moments a voice finally emerged..
Who is there?.
Anastia replied,
"I am given address of this place by someone named wondering soul andI have something to ask ."
Before she could say anything further .The door opened and a was a young child standing,She replied:
"Come inside my Miss is waiting for you."
She blinked by the sight of a young girl and she didn't say a word and silently went inside .The interior of the house had a vintage style.
There was a radio lying on the table from where the sound of music was coming .The kid took her to the living room where a woman could be seen sitting on a chair.
Her face was hidden by a dark veil embellished with unique art work.The woman looked up by sudden interuption and saw Anastia staring at her,Her eyes lit up and instead of asking anything .She spoke in a soft honey like tone:
"Why you standing there Anastia.How about you sit down and let your muscles relax.
As coming here was quite a struggle.."
Anastia obeyed her command and sat on the couch
The woman hands continued to knit something which was hard to identify.The woman asked,
"Did the boy named wandering soul disturbed you in any sort of way?"
Anastia replied,
"No, he just disappeared and continued to send unknown notes which led me to this house.
The woman smiled,
"I told him and he just obeyed like a pawn without question .
In the end the queen dies and the king becomes lonely."
In the same way the relation between me and your father was by blood,But one day something occured which let to distances over time and soon he left the house without a word and I was left all alone in this small cozy house.
Her confession, didn't shock Anastian rather continued to ask questions,
"Why did it happen?.."
The woman interuppted suddenly,
"Why are you rushing things.Relax we have a lot of time.My name is Selena by the way.You can call me aunt dear Anastia."
Anatia decided to didn't push any further.But the revelation of their bond was quite shocking for her but she didn't showed it on her face and stayed firm.
The woman continued to knit as She ordered the kid,
"Take her to the guest room and prepare a bath for her."
The kid gave Anastia a glance and the signaled to follow her.Anastia stood up without a word and left withe that kid guiding her to room.
The tension disappeared from the air as Anastia left.Selena slowly looked up and took a deep breath .She grabbed a tissue near by and began to clearher sweat.Her hands were trembling as she whispered,
"That woman truly exists in that child..
She didn't die in the world led by lies.
She survived and left someone.
Who shall become a true.. warrior.."
She quickly stood up with urgency as dark clouds surrounded the sky.She spoke to herself,
"I should put the clothes inside as a storm is about to come and leave this room for now."
As she left for outside. A typewriter hidden somewhere in her house started to type itself ..
"This storm is just a trial,
Dear Selena.."