"I'll not dissemble. My life is very precious to me. I have lived long, and it is the will of the Six Elder Gods that I should live even longer. I wou...d very much like to have a path open for my retreat, if my present campaign goes awry. Also, I rather like the idea of holding the keys to another entire world of my own. A world to rule as I see fit, peopled with subjects of my own choice. This portal could also be used in my war, to transport soldiers from one spot to another." I don't think. What are we afraid of?Juliana stared at the quiet head on the pillow, swathed in bandages. He looked younger than she remembered. A few more days and they would wake him up. She sat back in the chair, closing her eyes. She listened to the beeps and sounds of the machines. Would he be the same man she knew after he woke up? They'd tampered with his head; there had been long hours of anesthesia and now there was this induced coma. She shrugged. Would she be the same woman?After her unnerving. I couldn't even sense magic now, find let alone touch a Ley line. I was all used up, much like a burned out match, but I was too spiritually and physically tired to be sad.Over five hundred people were dead, including two BMA magicians and two police officers. Someone had to be blamed ... and I was a perfect fit for the scapegoat. The fix was in before I had even left the river.I told my story to anyone who would listen, but BMA had already decided upon their set of 'facts' even before the fire. Every day I was waiting at the big bazaar near Ameerpet for my friends who used to pick up me to the institute. This was a daily routine in the morning. Every day, I would see a girl waiting there for her college bus. She would be around 21 years old. Fair, white and beautiful. Her stats are 34-32-36. She was very cute and bubbly. Every boy’s dick would become hard seeing her. Her father would drop her there every day.She was very traditional and used to wear chudidar daily. I loved her hair.