Maya's hesitation was palpable, her mind racing with the consequences of revealing her true nature. But something about Karna's kind eyes and genuine interest put her at ease. She took a deep breath and replied, "I...I am from the land of Azura."
Karna's expression turned quizzical, his brow furrowing slightly. "Azura? I've never heard of such a place. Is it a kingdom far to the north?"
Maya's heart skipped a beat as she realized her mistake. She had fabricated a name, but Karna's response made her realize that she needed to be more convincing. "Ah, yes...I mean, it's a small village, nestled in the heart of a mystical forest."
Karna's eyes sparkled with curiosity, his gaze never leaving hers. "A mystical forest, you say? I've heard tales of such places, where the fabric of reality is woven with magic. Tell me, Maya, what brings you from this enchanted land to our humble shores?"
Maya's thoughts raced as she wove a tale of wonder and adventure, drawing upon her knowledge of mythology and legend. She spoke of ancient forests, shimmering waterfalls, and whispered secrets, her words painting a vivid picture in Karna's mind.
As they conversed, the sun began to set, casting a warm orange glow across the landscape. The air filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and the soft chirping of birds echoed through the trees. Maya felt a sense of wonder and enchantment wash over her, as if the very essence of the Mahabharat era was seeping into her soul.
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Maya In Mahabharat :A New End To The Old Tale
Historical Fiction(Discontinued) "When the dust of war settles, a new beginning unfolds and not every war is external,not every war is fought with bows, arrows,swords etc.for land....some tough ones are fought with your own heart for your happiness and Inner Piece" ...
