All Chapters of A journey to Elysium: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40
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15th March 1965
Murphy gasped at the sight of what was inside the coffin and backed off.Exactly the skeletal remains of a human as she read on the manuscript, covered over by some cloth below the waist,whole of the flesh had sloughed off over time, the orbits were empty of any eyes that used to be there.But there was something unordinary about the skeleton, it didn’t have any muscles or skin on her face to have any expressions made upon it, but still, it clearly looked like a frightened away remains!
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15th March 1965
They turned around to examine the room, which was spacious enough as compared to the one below it. It was having huge windows like spaces, from which the wood had probably been eaten off slowly over time, and it was dark inside it too.The windows opened into a terrace like space but which was covered over by sand up to some level, but the sand was hindering the view over, darkening the inside of the room.Hellion climbed up there swiftly like a squirrel climbing up the trees, joining them in a moment, breathing heavily."So, here we are. It is the attic of the royal maids. At least it appears like that of it. But the sandstorms here had probably shunned off the sun from over here. It's because of the sand over it', she was speaking against her heavy breathing, "We will soon be able to bring it to the surface, and then we may enjoy the view from here, as the royal maids did".She was too interested in the idea of making it the same place a
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15th March 1965
Murphy slowly recognized the presence of Sam and Hellion over there.His arm around her, holding her away from the floor, closely towards him, while Hellion was leaning over and examining her heartbeat.His face had got pale and anxious, his eyes locked upon her face, waiting for any response from her."Sam. . .", Murphy said in a low weak voice, "what happened to me? Why had I fallen?".Her chest pain was getting worse, and her head throbbing hard.They finally sighed with relief watching her getting into consciousness. Hellion pulled back and grabbed a bottle of water from her backpack instantly and helped her drink it sip by sip."Are you okay Murphy? Come drink some more water", Sam's voice was worried as he kept on inquiring.Murphy could feel some energy in her body coming back, she tried to sit on her own on the floor, while Hellion and Sam sat beside her."What happened to me?", she asked in a
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16th March 1965
It was another fine morning waiting for them to join in the loneliness of it. The sun shone brightly alone in the yard, trying to peek into Murphy's room behind the curtains, waiting for her to rise.She opened her heavy eyes as if awakened from a tedious job.She remembered having slept too early yesterday's night, without even having dinner, she could remember that from the growling sound of her stomach, giving alarm of its hunger."Uh! What do you want again? Hungry all the time", she was talking to her tummy absent-mindedly, while she was in no mood to get out of bed and meet the worldly affairs again.All she wanted a peaceful time in her warm bed, not wishing to want or yearn for anything, nor any relation, carefree from economical crisis, no health burdens, just a day for her own, free of any confusion, no sign of any diversion hanging over her head.She sighed, looking at the clock, thinking about Nanny, who would have been up
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16th March 1965
"I would love to have that", Murphy exclaimed with joy.Sam was smiling at their little moments of happiness. Their happiness meant the world to him.Nanny was holding their hands too tightly, she didn't want to let them go away even for some timely moments.Her eyes began to water slowly, she was trying to hide away the pain that was causing the streams to pour out from the rocks.Sam sept nearer, putting his hand on her cheek lightly, making her feel like a child, who needs to be shown sympathy, like an ointment on a hurt.Her eyes watered out more and more, turning into complete sobbing and her breath was getting heavier upon the exertion upon her lungs at the face of emotional pain.She was getting breathless now, trying to speak against the resistance of her breath, her face was getting flushed at the effort of her body.Murphy leaned over her, trying to get her calm by patting her head and assuring her their presence forever, "Mother, c
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16th March 1965
Murphy closed the main door behind her quietly, while she left home for Mr. Churchill's bakery.It was a long walk from her home, so she decided not to take a cab, but take the walk instead, she wanted to have some self-time to ponder over a few substantialities. It was a hard time to see her mother's eyes watering, and the issues that prevailed upon her ailing heart.Walking towards the bakery, lost inside her mind, she was ignoring every passer-by, robotically headed towards her destination, with a buzzing head on inside.Her brain was vibrating at what had happened recently, the anxiety of Nanny was not without a reason, what was probably making her worry so much.That was probably the fact that she didn't want them to get lost in the world, while finding new ways and walking on them, hence parting away their paths, they would be lost in this world of evilness.'But, that's not gonna happen. I always will be on his side.
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16th March 1965
That was the last time that she was seeing her Nanny's face, which was all quiet and calm, free from her ailing soul, departed from a painful cage of her body.Murphy rose from the floor instantly and ran towards her, falling over, she could barely keep her balance intact.She stood beside the body, from which the soul had departed miles away, Nanny was lying there sound asleep, not willing to get up forever.The peace on her face clearly shown the torment of her crippling life, she had given them her soul, her energy to raising them, she gave up too much to make them realize that she was their mother, now she had forgotten all the promises and sailed away in the ocean of freedom, leaving them behind at the edge of it, on the beach of miseries and sorrow.Murphy's heart bled with the torment of her departure, she couldn't believe that she is gone.Sam stood beside her body on the other side, quieter than a portrait hung on a wall, he seemed to still be
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17th March 1965
Murphy woke up at the sun peeking behind the curtains, like forever.She could feel her eyes not opening up quite finely because of the puff on them, due to weeping them all night.The morning was a heavy one, the same sun didn't feel that lively again.The morning wasn't the same, there was no Mother to come to her room and tell her to wake up, that it's too late to stay in bed.There was no one who worried about her favorite breakfast, she was alone and dejected, traveling in a caravan of hopelessness, which her fate had suggested for her.She was looking at the lonely sun again, as to how hard it burns over there alone, that its heat spreads too distant.A knock at the door suddenly pulled her out of her musings. She rose on the bed, sitting on it, "Come in", she spoke under her breath.It was Sam, standing at the door holding a tray of food, looking paler than normal, his eyes didn't show any sign of weeping."I made breakfast for yo
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17th March 1965
She suddenly wished to see what was inside it, as the black bag was holding much of suspense for her.She was thinking how can someone abandon something of his so easily?Her mind was preparing the scenario, again and again, the mysterious person was crossing her mind over and over.She grabbed the bag, held it out of the drawer, it was a shiny leather bag, it was of elongated shape, not the ordinary square of it.Suddenly she shook her head, thinking that's not right to look into someone else's belonging, instantly turned around to put it back in the drawer.She pulled the drawer and immediately put it back into it and pushed it close, and went out of the room to find Sam."Sam? Where are you?", screaming in the house, while her voice was banging through every wall, she had barely walked a few steps from her room that she was calling his name as if she was looking for him since ages, "Been looking for you for so long, where you at. . .".
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17th March 1965
Murphy was standing in the center of a spacious building, with many prayer carpets aligned neatly on the floor. The ceiling was high enough from which a huge chandelier hung, a golden flamed color shredded from it, the enlightening, the whole of the room. Murphy was standing all afraid and thunderstruck with terror, she could see goosebu
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