She woke up with a start.She had seen the same dream again-the remnants of a castle somewhere deep in the woods.She had been seeing this castle since ages and vividly recalled every detail.She twitched her scar just below the chin,a birth symbol which she detested, it was too prominent and she always caught people staring at it.
The next day in history class she gasped.The book had the same castle-The abode of Warrior Princess Amyra who ruled over a mighty empire and was revered by people.The pieces now fit in place,she touched her scar,this time with a sense of pride.
(100 words)
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you are awesome because i want your stories to never end… ❤
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Awww swati much love ❤️
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What a wonderful outcome. Excellent.
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Thx a ton! I am reading yours right away!
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Beautifully told. Now she as to live up to her own legend.
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Thx a ton!
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Great story, I like that she has pride in her appearance now.
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Yea we all should have that sense of pride. Thx for stopping by
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You guys are all so great with the twists at the end! Well done. 🙂
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Awww thx that’s so sweet
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Well done with this beautifully told tale, Akshata. Well done!
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Thanks a lot Esha!
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Reborn and now knowing who she is or at least was. I wonder how it will change her in this life?
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Well it changes her perspective in terms of her scar which she used to detest. The essence is we often look down upon ourselves for not bring perfect seldom realising that some imperfections are meant to be- they are what make us unique. This is something I strongly believe in
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An endearing story. Love how your stories touch the facets of human emotions.
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Thanks a lot Vishal!
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How wonderful to have her dreams brought to life with a new vision of herself…
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Indeed thx a ton for stopping by
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I love how she now sees the scar as a source of pride. Great story!
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Thx so Much Amy we should take pride in ourselves!
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To discover your birthmark was your both you birthright and your destiny must be a humbling and wonderful revelation.
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Indeed! Your comments are wonderful thanks for stopping by
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Well written Akshata… Reminds of the reincarnation movies I used to watch. 😀
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Thx Raj! I wanted to relate it to the little imperfections which we always lament upon like her scar but it’s actually unique and we need to accept and love ourselves as we are
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Intriguing little story! Very clever. Anniversaries to Celebrate
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Thx Shirley!
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Dear Akshata,
Learning that bit of history certainly gives the birth mark new meaning, doesn’t it? Lovely story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Eager to know what happened next! Who was she? Was the castle a part of her last birth?
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Yea! That’s why the title ” reincarnation” she was princess Amyra! The word limit makes it tough to write more
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:What a great premise for a much longer story. Well done !
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Thx so much for your kind words
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