Ballads of Nirvana
Chapter 17
Part 2
Indriya and Agni went to her room, escaped, was a better word. Indriya went into her changing room and dressed in a pair of jeans shorts and a black crop top that said ‘Meh!’.
Agni was seated on the couch, his legs crossed and his hand rested on the armrest.
His eyes were distant and were big and round like he was surprised. He looked up at her and blinked and looked at Indriya as though she had sprouted another head.
“What was that, Princess?” He sounded so in awe that Indriya had to smile.
“What was what?” She asked him, smiling bashfully.
“How did you do that? How did you manage to choke Mekhala and get out of that room alive?” He shook his head like a rampaged bull.
“I don’t know, I think I caught her off guard or something. In fact I myself was caught off guard. Besides I never choked her, I simply ” She sighed.
“Mekhala is never off guard, her magical gift is resistance, resistance to magic, and you probably are the only person who was able to use your power on her.” He stood up and walked toward Indriya. His lips were a whisker away from her forehead as he stood towering her, she looked up at him.
“You know, when I asked for my power to come I found it in this abyss, this chasm-like place in my body that didn’t exist until now. Do you know anything about it?” Her heart was pounding in her chest as she took a step back and bumped into the book shelf.
“Yes, I do know what you are saying, but that is not how I harness my power so I am afraid that I know very little. I’ll tell you what I know.” He admitted. Indriya walked to the couch and sat down crossing her legs. Agni followed to do the same and sighed as he sat down beside her on the couch.
“Your power is like a well, a well that keeps replenishing itself, it is more like an ability, like how you hear or see or feel. My power does not need replenishment, it only needs light and particulate matter that scatter it. As you know I can bend light to form images and I use the scattering of light to make the illusion move. As simple as that.” He concluded.
“That is so cool, so you can make any illusion? So, you can make me look like you and make yourself look like me?” She asked him with an amused grin on her face.
“Yes, you want to see it?” He asked, smiling at her cockily.
“Yes, yes, yes, show me. Please!” She exclaimed like a child.
Agni walked toward the mirror and Indriya followed to stand beside him, they looked at each other in the mirror. Soon enough Agni’s strong chiseled jaw turned round and his hair grew longer, within a blink of an eye, Indriya was standing beside Indriya.
She glanced sideways. Agni chose the dress she had worn earlier, maroon and blue. One would have said that Indriya had an identical twin, but then she realised when she looked back into the mirror, that Agni was standing where she was. Tall, chiseled jaw and tanned skin with wavy jet black hair, she was awed, the features of her face too changed, her eyes rounded and she was gawking...more like he was gawking.
Just then someone knocked on the door, she walked over and opened the door.
It was a Gandharva. He had beautiful gray eyes, a strong square jaw and chestnut brown hair.
“Who are you?” Indriya asked. The Gandharva’s eyes dilated as she spoke.
“Prince Agni, I didn’t know you could do vocal impressions.” He looked at her in awe.
“Prince Agni?...oh yes...yes. That’s who I am. I was only pulling your leg. I can do impressions now, the...
Part 2
Indriya and Agni went to her room, escaped, was a better word. Indriya went into her changing room and dressed in a pair of jeans shorts and a black crop top that said ‘Meh!’.
Agni was seated on the couch, his legs crossed and his hand rested on the armrest.
His eyes were distant and were big and round like he was surprised. He looked up at her and blinked and looked at Indriya as though she had sprouted another head.
“What was that, Princess?” He sounded so in awe that Indriya had to smile.
“What was what?” She asked him, smiling bashfully.
“How did you do that? How did you manage to choke Mekhala and get out of that room alive?” He shook his head like a rampaged bull.
“I don’t know, I think I caught her off guard or something. In fact I myself was caught off guard. Besides I never choked her, I simply ” She sighed.
“Mekhala is never off guard, her magical gift is resistance, resistance to magic, and you probably are the only person who was able to use your power on her.” He stood up and walked toward Indriya. His lips were a whisker away from her forehead as he stood towering her, she looked up at him.
“You know, when I asked for my power to come I found it in this abyss, this chasm-like place in my body that didn’t exist until now. Do you know anything about it?” Her heart was pounding in her chest as she took a step back and bumped into the book shelf.
“Yes, I do know what you are saying, but that is not how I harness my power so I am afraid that I know very little. I’ll tell you what I know.” He admitted. Indriya walked to the couch and sat down crossing her legs. Agni followed to do the same and sighed as he sat down beside her on the couch.
“Your power is like a well, a well that keeps replenishing itself, it is more like an ability, like how you hear or see or feel. My power does not need replenishment, it only needs light and particulate matter that scatter it. As you know I can bend light to form images and I use the scattering of light to make the illusion move. As simple as that.” He concluded.
“That is so cool, so you can make any illusion? So, you can make me look like you and make yourself look like me?” She asked him with an amused grin on her face.
“Yes, you want to see it?” He asked, smiling at her cockily.
“Yes, yes, yes, show me. Please!” She exclaimed like a child.
Agni walked toward the mirror and Indriya followed to stand beside him, they looked at each other in the mirror. Soon enough Agni’s strong chiseled jaw turned round and his hair grew longer, within a blink of an eye, Indriya was standing beside Indriya.
She glanced sideways. Agni chose the dress she had worn earlier, maroon and blue. One would have said that Indriya had an identical twin, but then she realised when she looked back into the mirror, that Agni was standing where she was. Tall, chiseled jaw and tanned skin with wavy jet black hair, she was awed, the features of her face too changed, her eyes rounded and she was gawking...more like he was gawking.
Just then someone knocked on the door, she walked over and opened the door.
It was a Gandharva. He had beautiful gray eyes, a strong square jaw and chestnut brown hair.
“Who are you?” Indriya asked. The Gandharva’s eyes dilated as she spoke.
“Prince Agni, I didn’t know you could do vocal impressions.” He looked at her in awe.
“Prince Agni?...oh yes...yes. That’s who I am. I was only pulling your leg. I can do impressions now, the...