Sharmishtha Basu is an unemployed artist, writer who is out to test her works, see if they can help her to build an “unorthodox” career, a path followed by many before, some has been blessed with success, most have not, let us see what you make of her attempts! A failure or success- it all depends on you. These are pieces from her book, the book is available on createspace and amazon- It is a collection of fantasy stories, mostly short stories, you will get all the fantasy creatures within these covers- fairies and demons, scary and sweet.
Help the poor author trying to convince herself that you actually like her works!
“Why, your sweet princess…” the Tantric bellowed laughter as ugly as his soul.
The boy sat there staring at him then grabbed his sword. “What have you done to her?” He was about to unsheathe it when the Tantric flicked his finger and unarmed him.
“Who she? Its always been me you dumb lover… there is no she… there never was a she…” he rolled in laughter and then vanished.
The boy sat there holding his head with both his hands. Sometimes afterwards he got up and returned to his palace, harnessed his chariot and rode away in the darkness.
He, the witness returned to the meeting place, an hour later the princess showed up with her friend. She waited till dawn then returned to her palace.
The Tantric stood in the shadows watching her like a vulture.
He woke up with a deep pain in his heart.
He never believed in reincarnation, so why was he having these lucid dreams?
Days passed by and they did not returned. Then one night she returned.