The Window

Sihir: The Strong Side

Luna was able to enter the magical land freely, and i didn't like it, yet i couldn't prevent it.

A year passed. Luna was no more a junior believer, she received a letter from the royals of Sihir that informed her that she was a preparatory believer- she had to some traditions that included the believing oath, that was in case she wanted to be a believer and live in Sihir. But the letter included two sentences that i was sure the royals would not add in the letters sent to the preparatory believers; the sentences were: You will lose her only if you thought you did. Luna, you don't look like her, except for the lips. Not me nor Luna did comment on this, because we both understood which sentence was for who, and what it meant.

The next day, Luna received another letter informing her that she had a privilege- she was able to make a tour in Sihir before deciding whether she wanted to stay or not.

My psychological condition was not stable. I felt tired. Beautiful memories visited me in an ugly way. I was reliving it, but i couldn't stop it from happening. I did not own Luna. I did not own the other beautiful, too. 

Luna sent a letter back informing the royals that she agreed on taking the tour. After a week, she went to the magical land. Waited beside the big door where two believers met her- a woman and a man. She told me all about it when she came back:

It was not a place where there were hills and green space like Gwen and Roger's magical land. Mine was a galaxy. It felt beautiful, as always, to float in the space. I floated towards the big door and waited hanging in the space until a man and a woman appeared in sight. The man was holding a wand, he looked old, he said his name was Wael Ahmed. He said, "I still remember when i took her to Sihir. We were going to to take her to see the ugly side of Sihir. But thanks to her and other loyal believers, Sihir no more has a weak side. It only has one side, the strong one". The woman looked much younger than him, and she said her name was Nour Fadel, and she also had a wand. Wael put the wand on the door and said something that made colorful lights appear, and the door opened. We visited many places and neighborhoods that i only remember the name of some of them: CornMag, KapoorNeigh, Contento Feliz- all people that lived in that neighborhood spoke Spanish. Sunflower, WaterDiamonds.

What i mostly liked about the names is that they all had an explanation. Like KapoorNeigh is called so because a believer called Kapoor Baran died saving the neighborhood from a strong storm.

Wherever we went people would tell me about her achievements, bravery, loyalty and tolerance. No one disliked her. But there were rumors she was ill.

Anyways, Sihir was so beautiful. Full of life and hope. I felt like I belonged there..because i did.