the prisoner of sand castle 10

the prisoner of sand castle

Sharmishtha Basu is an unemployed artist, writer who is out to test her works, eagerly looking for publishers, publicists, literary agents and huge hearted generous readers, to 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- This book is of course a collection of fantasy stories, starting from ghosts, demons, aliens to fairies and mermaids.

The prisoner of sand castle

The women came a little later and left her some food and water.

She fell asleep after eating.

When she woke up it was late at night. The place sounded so silent… it was scary! The never ceasing sound of ocean back in her home was so soothing!

Here all she could hear was some night creatures calling out once in a while.

Tears started to roll down her cheek. What will she do now! How will she return home?

Next morning the women brought a few set of clothes for her. Very beautiful ones! She has never worn anything like it back in the island, but that meant nothing to her. All that mattered to her was freedom and she could see no chances at present.

They used to take her for a stroll in the evening, in the palace garden that made her realize that it was almost impossible to escape.

The palace was thronged with guards.

She did not know that these arrangements were for her. She was the thing they were to protect, even at the cost of their lives!

Days started to pass.

Away from the salty breeze of ocean Dyuti started to get her original colour back, after a year the residents of the palace started to call her fairy without wings.

She was the prettiest girl in the fort, there was no doubt about it, even though she wore no ornaments or costly dresses, yet her sheer beauty outshone every one.

The remaining story is in the book, buy it 🙂 make the poor author happy.



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