There are no horses on the roads, no birds on the trees, no troublesome children causing a ruckus, no sound and no activity; let alone magic. — Farees Ahmed, Talismalore's General Store Copy Share WhatsApp
by Farees Ahmed
Fantasy · 60 pages
“Jalmakaar seemed to be so many people in one gigantic whirl, that Kaukab was inclined to believe there were more than one god here.”
“The pain of loss, of the vicious rumors, of cycles of waiting for her, of time spent trying to reach her and then came the relentless and menacing questions; Had he been too boring?”
“Of course, he was; he had had a total of one friend and she left him, sold her love, and then refused to meet him.”
Slightly wayward and mostly eccentric Farees is a part-time existentialist but most of the time user of philosophical concepts she has no idea about. She enjoys talking about herself in third perso…
“A year back in time, their excited squeals could have made her abandon anything and join them.”
“What would I possibly hope to gain out of a correctional facility when nothing I am is broken or needs fixing?”
“Once Shakir was assured of the credentials of the Djinns, he was left alone with the Red Djinn; the other two having left.”
“After twenty minutes of unbearable silence only broken by huffs from his father and sniffs from his mother, Major Zahoor tightly shuts his eyes and then speaks.”
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