Makani Digar
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What is this
mystery in this ancient city whose heart in every nook and cranny is
a home to tunnels? That no one knows of or believes in?
fragment
The shaking
became worse and helped them in their struggle to roll on their
sides. The voices they heard were intertwined and no longer had the
calming effect they had before. The voice of the angry waves of the
sea and the tumult of countless corals collided!
By a major quake
they were both thrown up and then they laid side by side.
Struggling
was no longer necessary, although they could not see in the
darkness what they wanted to see, but in the misty, hazy atmosphere,
thanks to the blue light that occasionally was sprinkled on them,
the professor recognized his favorite singer. He often had wanted to
go to her concerts but never went because he was busy. The singer
did not know him. A head with mustache and beard and wavy
hair all over it, all gray,
and
a glistening body, fixed itself on her eyes. Both
their lips curled into a smile. What a pity that they could not open
their mouths to speak; despite great effort just a snoring sound
came from their throats.