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Now, you will be reading a sneak peek 3 of this New Story. You can consider it to be a prequel or as I mentioned a sneak peek. I'll be uploading it in chunks so you won't require much time to read.
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Beyond the Silken Veil
SNEAK PEEK 3
The rays reflect and reach onto a strange animal shaped thing in less than two seconds traveling more than four hundred thousand kilometers. Across that thing resting on a flat rectangular furniture piece, lady flops in the chair, resting her elbows on the armrests, mulling things over. All of a sudden, she straightens as if something has clicked hard in her brain and reaches out to invisible chain drawing it down with little or maybe no effort at all and with an actual sound of a click, the flickering yellow lamp comes to life. As the man-made brightness stirs with the natural moonlight, the steel plates of the machine burst a shine of glistening yellow sapphire. She strokes the mirror-like finished Featherweight faceplate, feeling the decoration of the scrollwork. The lady leans forward, reaches out to her legs for removing her shoes with stiletto heels. She throws her shoes behind her back which bangs loudly on the door. Then resting her head on the machine bed she starts wailing, but it is difficult to determine whether it’s pain or is about grief.
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It brings the horrifying chills down the stomach when the pianist starts tickling the ivories, but soon the feeling settles down, spreading all across the veins. The soldiers entirely covered in a suit of armor forge down the path carrying shields and spears. Steadily the crowd moves in synchronization on the cultivated landscape of The Oxbow by Thomas Cole. After three similar pieces of notes, the chord tightens and builds some kind of tension as the dampers are moved away from the strings, which is indeed the work of Sustain Pedal. As a consequence, garrison loses the synchronization and goes haywire, knocking down each other which should not be the case. As the music continues, there expands a whirlwind over the uninhabited wild area of the precipice taking along the wastes of the jungle. The outer layer of the twister is the dust spiraling around the eyewall of the tornado and between them hide the leaves and limbs of the forest trees. The pianist tries hard to hold that music structure but the leaves, unfortunately, escape the outermost wall of dust and continue oscillating in the air. Wrinkles start appearing on his forehead and then distressed, he begins plunking away on the keyboard, so the music sounds boring now. In between the slow and sad chords he halts in midway with a loud bang. The pianist isn’t happy about it and remains bowed down, breathing heavily.
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