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"We were both broken glasses, how could we have touched each other without bleeding?", Shroud ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We were both unfinished stories, getting dusty on this chessboard of life. For a long time, we were in a stalemate, then our paths crossed and we swapped places. He wrote my fate and I wrote his. It was a battle to behold, gritty and gory and glorious. It started with that damned sarcophagus, the taboot-e-Zeenat. Everyone wanted a piece of it for themselves. So did I. So did him. Who wouldn't want to go back in time to fix all the wrongs? Who wouldn't want every wish to be fulfilled? We both did; the sarcophagus was going to give us that. And we were ready to go to all lengths for it. We had no rules, no conscience. The problem was only one of us could have it. And I was not one for sharing. 1) RANKING#1 KNIVESANDPENS( 28 Feb 2022) 2) Ranking #2 QUEENANDKINGS(MARCH 2022) 3) Ranking #2 Jinns(april) ArabianNights #1( may) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ " Missed me?", He whispered. I tried moving my hand toward the dagger strapped to my thigh. "Oh no you don't! ", he crooned "You are supposed to be dead.", I greeted between my teeth, my face stinging from the bite of cold stones as he pressed me harder into the wall. " How could I, when your aim is so bad ?", He sounded almost sorry for that. "My aim is fine ", I bit back, as I moved against him in an attempt to make some room. "You mean you just happened to miss my heart when you stabbed me in the chest. Careful! words might get out that Shroud is losing her touch.", He said with a chuckle. I continued my futile attempt to free myself. I could dislodge him, I could hurt him, I could escape but then I would have to go full-blown; To that mindless vengeful creature. "Stop it, it's having the opposite effect of what you are intending", He groaned. For a moment I stilled as I realised what he meant, his body was flushed against mine. There was not an inch of space between us.
Chapter 1
