the imprecation of wizards (18 page)

Mikhail
thought a little and said, “Yes I guess.”

Mitra smiled and said, “It
is not hard. You can’t tell about your family, except us and the
ring. Just this.”

Mikhail, “Ok.”

Mitra stopped and said,
“Wait.”

Mitra took out a very
small, yellow globe from her pocket and she pressed it and after a
few moments, they heard a sound of moving something and then some
part of the ground opened and they saw a white way which was
downhill and they went down together. After a few seconds the
ground moved again and the entrance way closed and suddenly several
small, luminous globes appeared at two side of the way. Mitra got
his hand and kissed him and said,
“I must
be like a stranger with you at there.”

Mikhail looked at her and
said, “No problem.”

But Mitra became sad and
said, “Why you hate me yet?! I'm sorry for that. But I like you
even more than her.”

Mikhail took a deep breath
and said, “I'm sorry. I'm not abhorrer from you or anybody. But I’m
confused very much yet!”

Mitra smiled and said, “Ok.
I know that what you say. Let’s go.”

Mikhail was looking at
around and he was moving with Mitra in silence, until they arrived
to a great, luminous space which was like a parking and many
motorcycle were in there and seven watchmen had stood beside seven
white doors. Mitra went toward one of the doors and its guard
opened the door with respect and side, “The white witch be
lasting.”

Mitra, “The white witch be
lasting.”

Then they entered in the
room. There was a small room which had nothing except a big, golden
mirror. Mikhail had gotten his head down and had not good feeling.
The mirror was strange as their picture was not reflecting in it.
After a few moments, a mannish head called Philip, who had
disheveled hair, appeared in the mirror and when he saw Mitra said
happily, “Wow! Golden girl. You are welcome.”

Mitra said seriously, “Thank
you. I want to see Lord Richard.”

At this time, Mikhail raised
his head and looked at the mirror. When Philip saw him shocked as
his mouth was open. Mitra looked at them surprisedly and said,
“What?!”

Philip smiled hardly and
said, “Nothing. Just I thought he should be Carlos.”

Mitra said seriously, “No.
please just take us inside.”

Philip looked at Mikhail and
said, “What is your name boy?”

Mikhail, “I'm
Mikhail.”

Philip smiled and as had
gazed at him, said, “So interesting! Is he a survivor?!”

Mitra said coldly, “No. He
is Abraham’s relative.”

Philip smiled and
disappeared. Soon the room started to move till after a few seconds
stopped and Mitra opened the door and they went out. Outside of the
room was a road which was going to a great, princely boarding
school which was near a great forest. Mikhail looked at his back
and the room disappeared. Mitra took a deep breath and said, “Well,
everything will begin now.”

The end

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