The Virgin Curse[Completed]

Chapter 26 Fantasia Encounter

Chapter 26

Fantasia Encounters

Every day of the life is a mystery, a new fantasy that is supposed to be lived to the fullest, yet sometimes we are awed, amazed and even scared at the fanatasial encounters that we get...

Is she going crazy believing that the female dressed in all white lying semiconscious would be answer to her questions?

Isn't her belief on Anantara a naive thing?

Hadn't she taken a very big step to sacrifice her life?  And marrying Eden due to just one verdict by the lady sitting still in front of her; Anantara?

Does she actually endow as much powers as believed by Genas?

Suddenly Mirca was left alone in the room, Eden was no longer besides her. 'He too was uncomfortable with the wedding' Mirca thought.

But where had Anantara disappeared?

She saw a figure clad in white walking gracefully out of the tent.

Assuming it to be Anantara and wondering if she'd had something else in mind and Eden misinterpreted it to be wedding and now she was making amendments, Mirca fixed her gaze on her.

She seconds her thoughts with another line of her imagination that Eden went missing because of the same and therefore she couldn't hold herself and to know the fact she followed Anantara or the figure clad in white. She flipped the net curtains of the tent but was surrounded with another tent with much more prettier fabric lined with satins and pearls, few were humming with twinkling sounds like that of a wind shrime, the flowing of curtains from one of circumference of tent said that Anantara had passed through and so did Mirca but there was no one around there too.

Anxiety making her cross another layer of curtain, 'there was no end, this is a puzzle' Mirca sighed but carried on gazing the beauty of pastel green line of fabrics intertwined with fresh blue orchids and twining's of green and the brown stems almost shone like they were golden.

Amazed by the beauty, she couldn't hold herself to explore more so invariably her feet moved ahead as she reached another tent covered with blue linens and decorated with tiny lamps of fire just they floated in air like fireflies and the tiny waterfalls that surrounded a huge mirror that could easily size her up.

The oval shaped mirror was so well placed made of rose wood and carved elegantly that Mirca was attracted towards it. Though the rounded curves of carving with popped up roses that stood apart being painted golden and the silver leaves could not let Mirca admire its beauty for her heart beats were like a thundering of preceding monsoon showers.

Walking towards it, it felt so far away and her heart suddenly beating wildly as she knew that all her answers lie in that mirror image.

She knew something was going to happen, something different yet she couldn't help to stop her steps towards the mirror but gasped when she saw herself in the mirror, only difference being her pink bridal short frilly outfit turning into white gown with a corset of blue and white given by Cole.

This was not all, she saw Cole standing in the altar with the car and the snake faced Yama and she reviewed Cole's death again breaking her heart, something she shouldn't have been remembering on her wedding day but as the movie moved she saw the replay of her life slowly and gradually with her crying over her loss, a smile tucked at the corner of her mouth when she saw Eden sneaking into her bedroom each night and cuddling and comforting her then the Yama's attack in her room, Eden like knight in shining armor saving her, her day out with Eden, her university Carlos, chasing of evil birds, her being trapped by Eden and snake faced Yama at farm house, her rescue and to the latest events where she met Gia, Dargena, Eden's proposal Judy , peaceful Anantara reciting her word clearly 'Eden was her catalyst' and then arrival of the trio to dress her up for her not so big day and herself in the same dress as she finally looked back at herself confused as the image was now real, it lifted her hand when she did, it was no longer bewitched because she read the same frown lines on her face that she knew she was carrying and then when she fiddled with her empty finger wondering if finally a ring would fit in.