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It was the knowledge that Abhor was recruiting an army that finally pushed Shades to drop all pretences of being Sarla and once again take up the personality of her alter-ego. Suddenly she had access to not only all her powers but also her anger and the drive to make a difference. As Sarla she
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Sarla had lost track of time. From the outside, the breach in the mountain had looked finite. The way Abhor’s general had described it, a place you could reach within a few minutes. Now it seemed like they had been on this path for eons and would never find its end. A panic set in
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“Explain it to me one more time,” said Gauri as she walked behind dadi who was busily dumping things into an open suitcase. Sarla almost snapped at Gauri for being a nuisance. Didn’t she realize they…more importantly she…was in danger? Before the angry words could leave her mouth, it occurred to her how confusing all
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Shades looked at her ragtag bunch of people who had gathered in this dark, remote bunker to discuss war strategy. Abhor’s menace had reached breaking point and all the sides knew it was now or never. Dawn would either bring peace or infinite darkness and the fate of the human race was now in the
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A hot summer afternoon. A nondescript school day filled with number crunching, essay writing and listening to your Hindi and English teachers lament on the hopelessness of teaching thirteen year old students who did not appreciate the languages.
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On the pretext of taking a breather, Radha had found a plum location to sit where he could see all his classmates but they couldn’t see him. It had been a week since the school had to be evacuated thanks to the prankster but things had been quiet since then. It made Radha uneasy and
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Sagar removed the keys from his bag and paused in front of the main door. He took a deep breath and let it out. He inserted the key and lowered his eyes. He closed the door, softly, so no one in the house would get disturbed. He lifted his eyes a fraction when he realized
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