Good Oldayne Days

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Sector 18. It was one of the biggest sectors in Oledayne Town. Sector 18 was towered with Kalpana ranges on the west and River Sveta ran through its centre. The sector held around four thousand residents including apartment settlements. Sector 18 was one of the urban settlements out of the seven. In the North West was the 'Satvan green belt' which was a dense unexplored forest. To the southwest of the Sector 18 lay Sector 17. Just on the Southwest part of this sector was located Azalea Street which hosted the shop for Mr. Apothecary. Nirvana appeared in front of the shop out of nowhere. People noticed and some turned to take a second look and then carried on with their chores. She opened her eyes. Her cornea was flooded with blood vessels out of stress. Her ears were ringing and stomach was clenched. She felt nausea but composed herself. She hated locomunition. She usually avoided doing it and there were only a few times in her life when she locomuted. She recalled the last time she locomuted. It was when she heard that Markus Maywarta was missing. She had locomuted right into his Sector 8 home and banged on his shelter's door only to find it devoid of any life and inanimate possessions. The house had looked as if it was never occupied by anyone. The next day the authorities had dozered the house and turned it into a memorial dedicated to Markus Maywarta. Her train of thoughts were blocked by the sudden appearance of her assistant, Jwala, in front of her. Jwala waved her hand in front of Nirvana. Nirvana followed her hand and then looked her in the eye.

"What is it, Jwala?" Nirvana said.

"Where were you gone?!" Jwala said with a conviction of anger. "What were you doing? Was it another one of those errands of which you did not inform me of?" Jwala was throwing projectiles of questions at her.

"Calm down, Jwala." Nirvana raised her hands up to her chest in surrender position. "It was one of those errands, yes."

"You have been gone for two days so I need to know what you did." Jwala said as she started scribbling something into her notes -pad. Shock filtered into her face. She recalled everything. Thoughts started to waterfall into her mind and it dawned on her what she had been up to for the last two days. She was searching for a rare plant that Maywarta had told her about. He had told her that it appears once every 1000 years on the night of full moon. It was like the philosopher's stone. The only difference was that this was a plant and it was revered by the potion-masters rather than alchemists. It was one of those casual conversations but she took everything Maywarta said seriously. Her mind was ever since obsessed with finding that plant. She started rummaging through her rucksack and pulled out a jar. She looked into the jar astonished. The plant was corked into the bottle. It was the same plant Maywarta has described. Pointy leaves with jagged outlines and a thick stem with an intricate pattern of colours around it. As she twiddled it around with her finger, the stem shone as if someone had poured glitter over it. When did she extract the plant? She looked at Jwala, as she mused, who was equally stunned.

"Is that the plant that you were...?" Her voice trailed off as Nirvana nodded.

"Mountain Holes!" She exclaimed. "That is great Nirvana! You have done it! You know this is a big achievement." The last statement leaned more towards the interrogative tone.

"Not really." Nirvana said. "I have to confirm if this is the plant he was talking about."

Jwala frowned. "Confirm?"

"Yes, Maywarta told me that it responds to its kin."

"That would be impossible. You cannot wait for another 1000 years to find another one. Not to mention that you don't even know if this is the plant!" Jwala said pointing it with both her hands.