Asyiqin: Novel Opening and Closing

Opening:

‘Again,’ she thought as she slowly took her pale hand away from the window. She sighed deeply as the amplest hint of light rays went through her hand as if it was made of glass. As usual, she felt nothing in this world. She was neither warm nor cold. She couldn’t remember the last time she was woken from her slumber. It was probably no different from what is happening to her now. She drifted from the window allowing the hem of her long, white gown to hang elegantly above the floor and went callously through the door.

‘Voices’ she thought to herself, feeling annoyed, ‘there shouldn’t be any in my abode.’ She went past the mirror in the hallway and, as expected, it showed no reflection of her. She was neither living nor dead. The origin of her kind was not made clear but she would only be woken up when there is an abrupt ripple in the ambience threatening the world’s peace and serenity. She approached the hushed voices and found a strange group consisting of what seemed to look like treasure hunters, or more accurately, thieves and sinners. She took a good look at them and smirked mischievously as she faded away into the dark corners of her sacred abode.

Closing:

‘The darkness is fading once again,’ she thought somberly, ‘I should be rejoicing in the fact that my time to slumber from this world has come again.’ She successfully protected the source of calamity from the hands of the treasure seekers and it was time to sleep until the next batch of foolish thieves somehow ended up discovering the myth and decided to prove it to the world. She sighed and thought about how every last one of the treasure hunters fell into the illusion of her will and were defeated.

Although, she found it hard to forget the face of a particular genius from the group who cried out one of her many names before he fell into the dark chasm and she almost pitied his fate and forgave him, almost. She could never forget his expression which was not of fear nor anger but of content. ‘Que sera sera,’ she thought. The scenery quickly changed with her last thought. She was now surrounded by lush tress and berry-filled bushes. She could feel the warm rays basking her with sunlight and she smiled as she made her way through the sweet-smelling forest.