Kotor Bastila Shan Novels & Stories

**Celeste (comms, triumphant):** “Nine nests down worldwide. Three to go. London next—biggest remaining. Meet you there.” We nod. Portal flares—Shambhala monks guiding gentle. Tokyo stands. The war turns. With gods on our side. And something new burning bright between Kayo and me. We’re unstoppable.

'BABY HATCH' Shin immediately snapped out of his reverie when she passed the place labeled 'Baby Hatch'. It is a baby dump box. Although controversial, but the Swiss government has opened Baby Hatch in 2001 in the city of Einsiede. What now made Shin surprised was when she saw an old woman who was sneaking around with a baby, then quickly put the baby into a box labeled 'Baby Hatch'. And the woman immediately ran leaving the baby. Yeah, she dumped the baby!

The place is so beautiful and it's like they are inside a painting or postcard. "Love, I'm hungry~" Kana whined. "I thought you will never feel hunger," Shion teased him. "Come, let's feed your baby dino," Shion said making Kana gape at him. "How could you say that? It's a baby dragon," Kana said dramatically making not only them, laugh. Shion takes him to one of the famous restaurants in Amsterdam. They are guided to their table. "What do you want to eat?" Shion asked.

We immediately returned to our hotel room. Actually, there is a restaurant inside the hotel but Kalvis said that the food at the front restaurant is better so he took me there. It's almost afternoon but Ester hasn't called us yet. I will do a research about our next stop. General Santos City is one of the progressive cities of the Philippines. This is the Tuna Capital of the country. There are also beautiful resorts in the place and the people there are kind. The Filipino Specialty "pastil" is also very famous there.

I blurt out. Cortèz starts to stroke his cane over the sand making a capital L. “Let.” He says to us while he writes the capital letter U. “Us.” Then strokes his cane again making a capital A. “All.” Writes the letter H. “Heal.” Lastly he finished with the capital U. “Unexpectedly.” Harry finishes. Cortèz smiles. “The island of LUAHU is home for people who wishes to heal. May the both of you heal from your pains and be awakened soon.” He walks away until he magically disappears fading.

Her sister has gone there many times and she remembers it very well, even now. “Correct. Cambodia.” “Phnom Penh.” “Correct. Lebanon.” “Beirut.” “....Uzbekistan.” “Tashkent” “...Brunei.” “Bandar Seri Begawan.” “....Croatia.” “Zagreb.” “...Norway.” “Oslo.” “...Djibouti” “Djibouti City” “...Georgia.” “Tbilisi.” “And lastly, Sri Lanka.” “Sri Jayawardenepura Kotte.”

They knew those words were parting words. “Please, do not trouble yourselves. The gods singled me out for this mission, and not you. I am certain that there are disciples ahead, chosen by the gods, to assist me. Your destiny lies with you. Goodbye till we meet again. I must travel to the kingdom of Fallahi to meet Banabella, my sibling, whose beauty has brought upon us, this evil of death and destruction. May the gods be with you till we meet to part no more.” He took up a bladder of water, stared at them one last time, and strutted off, as the men stared at him in bewilderment.

What are you thinking, Farrah? "Fierra, where do you want to go?" Uno smiled and glanced at the kid behind us. She's browsing in her iPad when she lifted her face. "Let's go to the Valugan Boulder Beach!" I don't know if Uno is following our itinerary because he asked Fierra. I just don't know why is she here in Batanes when they could go to Laguna, there is a big amusement park in there, it's made for kids. This place is all about relaxation and beaches.

But, of course, it's a stupid idea to imagine the dead leaving messages for the living—the arrogance of a retired spook. The Le Bastille has sixteen rooms, half of them overlooking the River Seine. Ours is on the first floor, where sunlight bounces off a riverboat's curved windows as it passes, taking tourists around the city. Cars beep as the drivers weave their vehicles past each other, amazingly not hitting anything. We walk to the Buddha Restaurant, where Daler Kuzyaev and Katrin Cajthamlova had the meal where he sent back the fish and fell ill shortly afterwards.