Month: November 2014

City of Mysts, Chapter 16

The Masterpiece

The clatter that resounded from the staircase snapped Fred to action. He flattened himself against the wall and approached the stairs cautiously. Pencils lay scattered on the steps. One of them rolled over to his feet.

Right. Someone’s going to kill me with a blunt pencil, he thought drily. The possibility of getting stabbed with it, however, dawned on him. (more…)

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City of Mysts, Chapter 15

Lightning-man

The sound of beeping woke Fred in the middle of the night. Was it his secretary with an urgent message or his mom calling? Either way, habit ruled over his actions. He rolled to his side and reached for the phone. The light on the screen blinded him momentarily. Fred blinked a few times as his eyes adjusted to the glare. The image of a hyena on his phone made him sit up. He knew that symbol well. It belonged to Zafeera and the resistance.

The whole world knew them as terrorists – labelled by the dictator ruling over their country Libya. The Libyans, however, knew the truth. Those brave enough to oppose the tyrant secretly supported the rebels. Fred, being an outsider, had only known what was broadcasted in the mainstream news. Thus, his relationship with them had a rocky start.

The thought of receiving a message from the rebels was incredible. He had thought that after his escape, all ties with them had been severed. What made Zafeera go back on her word? (more…)