Chapter 1

NOT ACCEPTED

"Ayra ",

He called me through the voice,
The voice which I hated the most.
Through the sound that resonated my mind and struck my mind with despise..

"Yes, Mr. Mayre"

" What's with this painting, it look likes a pieces of dirt"

The old hag exclaimed looking at my painting while smoking the cigar...

" I'm sorry sir, but you mistook the concept of...