Author: Zin Shandi

The weight of despair crushed her heart, shattering it into countless tiny fragments that sent waves of agony through her chest with every beat. No matter how much she screamed, the pain refused to release its grip. Drained and overwhelmed by sorrow, she sought refuge in the comfort of her bed, yearning for relief from the cruel sting of separation.

Her tired eyelids pleaded for rest, yet torrents of tears stole her dreams, leaving her eyes wide open, attesting to their collaboration with her heart, transforming her body into a temple of torment. After a fierce inner struggle, Leen finally closed her eyes, surrendering to the prospect of meeting him in her dreams. She found herself poised between wakefulness and slumber, where time seemed to hold no sway over her existence in that state of mind, in that ethereal realm. 

 Everything was initiated from the divine consciousness, which emanated countless sparks to generate souls and broaden the Divine consciousness. Initially, light souls came into existence, but this alone didn’t suffice to expand the divine, prompting the sparks to grow stronger and produce dark souls. Each group coexisted peacefully within their own domain, engaging in a reciprocal exchange of the creator’s gifts of creation. The light souls were occupied with crafting universes, while the dark souls delved into exploring the darker aspects of these universes.

The sky was like a painting by a master artist, with strokes of brilliant orange and pink blending seamlessly together with vibrant colours of orange and pink as the sun slowly descended behind the towering buildings. The sound of drums and bells echoed all over the city, growing louder with each passing moment, signalling the arrival of the Atlantis twelve families. As the anticipation for the celebration heightened, the atmosphere inside the castle grew increasingly tense, with everyone bustling around to ensure everything was in order. The guests arrived in their finest attire, each dressed to impress. Some of the men wore two-piece robes, the skirt tied with a long tie that covered an opening and showed the legs up to the knee. They completed their outfits with a top tiara on their head, which added a regal touch. Meanwhile, the women wore elegant gowns and dresses made of the most exquisite fabrics.

The unique fabric they wore was a special weave that changed colours depending on the light that shone upon it. As the guests moved from the bright ballroom to the dimly lit garden, their dresses transformed from a deep shade of blue to bright and vibrant rainbow colours, and other dresses turned from a beautiful shade of lavender to a soft shade of pink as she stepped into the light.  It was as if they were enveloped in a cloud of colour that shifted and changed with every step they took.