Ar-stories Novels & Stories

Astara walked in quickly, jumping on her grand cushion by the window, while Atarah took off her clothes and went to bed naked, hoping to get some sleep after a very strange day. It wasn't a goodnight at all. Atarah had tossed and turned from the nightmare, where apparently everyone walked in and out, like flashes of thunder in the clouds. She saw Dragomir stabbing her; the king dying on his throne, his eyes picked by crows, and Delroy drinking his tea in the Rose garden. Her hair was a tangled mess at this point. She groaned in her sleep, and Astara leaped on the bed, rubbing her nose on Atarah’s face. The girl waved away the wolf’s nose and whispered, “I,m up, my love”. Astara jumped down,