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The Musical Forest

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The tiger eye glistens, urging Troy to make a move. Years of travel allowed him to explore so many new lands, learn a wealth of lessons, feed his wide-eyed thirst for the unknown.

The Mountain's Lullaby

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"That's the mountain where fire goes to sleep", said one of the old locals, "Nobody goes there after sun down." René listened with intent. He drove this far along the dusky road to reach the village, which lay at the foothills of the mountain. The waters from a nearby stream added a sparkling sound to the misty mountain air. He picked up his back-pack and walked into the small hut, his base, for the next few days.

A New Beginning

Part 1:  The North Wind Part 2:  The Tiger Eye Part 3:  Mystical Butterfly This is Part 4 finale of the series. ********************************************************************************* The stars were contemplating to drowse off in the early Autumn sky. There was a cool morning breeze, and the breeze ushered in a Traveler back home. A girl stepped out of a car. She was fair, with streaks of dark brown hair. The old bells at the gate chimed softly. An old man tucked in his bed, deep asleep, opened his eyes and looked towards the door through which faint light came into his room. And there was a sparkle in his old green eyes, a soft smile flashing across his lips.

The Tiger Eye

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Finally I could pen down a sequel of The North Wind . There is more to follow... "Claire was a young girl who had more to her than what meets the eye. She had a spirit as free as a bird, curiosity tentamounting to nine lives of a cat and a insatiable thirst for knowledge. Even at a very young age she was well read. She had found her twin soul in her best friend, Irene. The two would often spend hours in the attic of the old house brewing up stories of unraveling perplexity.

The North Wind

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"It was a Winter evening, just as this" said the old man, as he shuffled on his Wing chair adjusting the thick house-coat, making himself comfortable at the porch. The children sat in a circle around him, with eager eyes, listening to his story with utmost interest.

Voyager

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I traverse the empty crowded streets, In search of my true calling. The vastness of the city of dreams Gives me a dismal feeling.