Kadiki - A Series Of Mystics
By windrose
She appears in form of a manjé in a black wrap and a long silver girdle around her hips, the golden necklace, anklets and bracelets with an orchid on her hair. Her eyes are white, drawn of eye-shadow and eyebrow marking like a native islander. She wears a black armband on her left biceps with a talisman. She’s raised to the magic of orchids. Anzala Fahsha comes down to fulfil desire.
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Catamaran Rahne Mari
An Anzala Fahsha Mystery
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Coffin Of Biko
An Anzala Fahsha Mystery
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Cool Specs (Part 1)
Los Cabos grew a flourishing tourism industry and a range of luxury hotels on the rise. Rocas del Cabo, located on the rocky edges by the seaside run...
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Cool Specs (Part 2)
Ibañez woke up to find the room empty. She was free of bonds. Still drowsy, pins and needles in her arms and legs, her head spinning and the whole...
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Cool Specs (Part 3)
Valentina Buscar was a talented model in her former glory. She started Las Escondidas Fitness Club in the mid-eighties, sometimes referred to as the...
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Cool Specs (Part 4)
Hikers climbed the top of the mountain and made it in nearly four hours. On their descend one of them caught sight of a body trapped way down below...
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Cool Specs (Part 5)
In the morning, over breakfast, she picked the telephone directory and looked for Dr Mireles’s number. To her surprise his clinic was located on...
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Crossover (Part 1)
She rose from the thin layers of water, climbing the stretch of beach, her arms flapping and hips rising. She was tall and beautiful, wearing a...
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Crossover (Part 2)
Mariana was having a headache from stress in thinking about going out with a stranger. She swallowed half a dozen aspirins. She hadn’t made up her...
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Crossover (Part 3)
“Bitch!” cried Falak when he was told of the incidence. “I don’t want the police to get involved.” “Police investigation is crucial, besides, we have...
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Crossover (Part 4)
In a town called Santa Rosa, Mariana was held in an empty house, on the fourth floor, top floor, with empty rooms and dimly lit corridors haunting...
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Gutierrez Cartel
An Anzala Fahsha Mystery
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Sparrow's Nest
An Anzala Fahsha Mystery
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Sweet Hell (Part 1)
‘When the ships put in, the crew marry; when they intend to leave they divorce their wives.’ wrote Ibn Battuta, the historian traveller from Morocco...
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Sweet Hell (Part 2)
“Wake up! Wake up!” his grandmother called, “Nobody sleeps this late. Your lunch is cold.” Ayyea was still dazed. Had lunch and scattered to Women’s...
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Sweet Hell (Part 3)
Ayyea’s grandmother arrived to perform some ritual on the girls at Salty Breeze. She stayed at Ayyea’s place called Moonshine and picked in a car...
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Sweet Hell (Part 4)
Late afternoon, cloud cover and gloomy in the sky, in tone of pink and grey and no sunlight penetrated through. “My mother wore a brown sari, looking...
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The Unmanned Gunner
An Anzala Fahsha Mystery
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Train From Minsk
An Anzala Fahsha Mystery
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Get In Its Way (Part 1)
Pamela named after the lady boss claimed the strongest boat in the sea, made of hardwood, watertight and with two diesel engines fairly aged, crossed...
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Get In Its Way (Part 2)
And Syd, the foreman, brought his family and friends on a week-long picnic to Bathala. The work force hadn’t seen their wives for months. It was like...
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Get In Its Way (Part 3)
Capo dropped a bundle of twenty thousand US dollars on Nadal’s desk, “We hire speed transfer too and pay with this money. Some clients booked in...
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Get In Its Way (Part 4)
Shaft loitered under the trees outside Lubna’s lodge smoking a cigarette. He got all the guts to enter the house and call her. “I know who stole your...
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Get In Its Way (Part 5)
On the fourth day Nadal was taken upstairs and Corporal Valid asked several questions about the theft in Halaveli. He kept scribbling notes. Later...
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Get In Its Way (Part 6)
Watchman woke him up at six in the morning, “There’s an urgent call. You’re expected at the reception in thirty minutes.” Nadal asked half asleep, “...
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Decoding A Dream (Part 1)
He ran down the narrow dusty lanes, the walls abreast in deep blue. He arrived at the broad road and the tall school gate. The streets were empty and...
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Decoding A Dream (Part 2)
Kaola reached east waters at Lonu-ziyaraii-kol, rather known as Varunula Waves to the surfers and the only surfing spot on the island. His friends...
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Decoding A Dream (Part 3)
Kaola’s mother belonged to Kashido, an island located at the northern tip of Malé Atoll. She gave birth to her first child in 1970. That daughter...
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Decoding A Dream (Part 4)
Kaola captured a couple of good waves on his hybrid with Nasr and Imme. On his toes he was a clever surfer, his legs appeared like pencils, dissolved...
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Decoding A Dream (Part 5)
It was late afternoon. Kaola listened to Hishan’s family talking in the lawn with the east wing occupants. Her brother brought a team of guys and...
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Decoding A Dream (Part 6)
It rained into the second half of November with scattered showers and directions unpredictable. Kaola climbed the rooftop on an attempt even more...
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In Witness Of A Dream (Part 1)
His door was fitted with a tall sheet of textured glass. He could see light outside and make out shapes vaguely. Tuesday afternoon he sat behind his...
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In Witness Of A Dream (Part 2)
On the west side of the edifice, lying before the restaurant, blue waters of a swimming pool emerged to his surprise. A low fence painted white...
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In Witness Of A Dream (Part 3)
Thirty minutes later they were dressed and rain ceased just on time. Sophie wore a long-sleeved orange shirt, white bell-bottoms and high heel shoes…...
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In Witness Of A Dream (Part 4)
Kaola heard the bangs. He was conscious it was him executing them on the door. He opened his eyes buried in the naked flesh of a woman. “Don’t open!...
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In Witness Of A Dream (Part 5)
Three days later Kaola came across coquette on the chat in the midnight. “I know you,” he typed. “Tell me,” coquette returned. “Sophie Nadz.” “No.” “...
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Mudbath (Part 1)
‘Bottom’ was auctioned in August of 1965 and sold for a wobbling 12,000 dollars. It was a 3 x 1.5 m glass framing with a 3D craft of a coral seabed...
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Mudbath (Part 2)
In January of sixty-nine Jennifer showed up in her Jaguar and asked Claude to do six oil paintings. She was very meticulous about getting them right...
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Mudbath (Part 3)
July 26 th he arrived at the town of Bethel in Sullivan County, New York, with his wife, Jamie, and his brother, Noel, in their VW Samba minibus...
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Mudbath (Part 4)
Two days after the concert they were heading home in the minibus. Claude picked his guitar and tried some chords. After watching Hendrix, he began to...
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Mudbath (Part 5)
30 th August, he finally wrapped up his digging at the City Hall in Reno. He found that a painter by the name of Rolf Schneider from Sacramento died...
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Mudbath (Part 6)
Noel T Chase, CEO of Jerry Chase Firm, was an important man making millions in a year from garages ranging from automobiles to fibre-glass. He was...
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The Merkaba (1)
It came out of the sky due north as the air traffic controller spotted right in front of him. Pilot requested for permission to land at Luke Air...
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The Merkaba (2)
At the Department of Justice, FBI Headquarters, the great man sat behind his desk, sipping hot coffee, in partial darkness and total isolation. Light...
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The Merkaba (3)
There came a knock on the door. He opened, “Szia!” “I’m Hajnal. Nice to meet you…” she spoke good English. “I’m Tyler. Come in, please…” She placed...
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The Merkaba (4)
Tyler Friesen arrived at Zvartnots International Airport in Yerevan via Bulgaria. This new airport to serve the historical and cultural capital of...
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The Merkaba (5)
Next few days went peaceful. Tyler was fasting on fruits and roots, flowers and herbs, for three days to endure a rare psychic ritual. That was the...
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The Merkaba (6)
Taking matters at ease, Tyler dressed in a brown coat, wearing a shtreimel and payot, paused at the train station like an Orthodox Haredi. He carried...
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The Merkaba (7)
Into the sixteenth breath a spinning disk formed around her spine extending over 55 feet in diameter. It was wobbling in the energy matrix and the...
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The Merkaba (8)
In Georgia, Tyler Friesen was accommodated at a recreational facility by the Tbilisi Reservoir. He reached the huge counter and took a telephone call...
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Safira (1)
One World, One People – was absolutely not the correct order. Guiren Gui figured as soon as he arrived at Mogadishu appointed as emissary at the...
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Safira (2)
Safira was born on 6 th of July in 1968 at 1.30 AM. Her mother died soon after giving birth. Safira was raised by an aunt. In her early days she...
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Safira (3)
Guiren Gui crossed the Hangzhou Bay on a ferry boat full of commuters. It was a balmy day and the boat hit a wall of fog. Nothing could be seen...
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Safira (4)
Gui woke up next morning in bed, attended by a nurse who said that he passed out on the kitchen floor. He could not remember a thing. As he tried to...
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Los Varados (1)
At dawn I heard those heavy stomps and hurried strides. I pulled on my shirt and stepped outside the door to Estrecho Avenue. As usual, this road lay...
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Los Varados (2)
Over the dunes I glanced down at the beach that appeared often golden than redden. A huge, black vessel lay on the coast a mile away…washed aground...
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Los Varados (3)
A day later, I picked my dirt bike from the shack and took Juliette for a ride. Climbed down the main street to reach the small fishing port in the...
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Los Varados (4)
On the following afternoon I joined high school crowd to pluck flowers from the jasmine trees in Maldive Garden in a customary effort to help Lady...
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Los Varados (5)
Late that evening I heard this crowd around Hilly Side High while out jogging. I ran to the school and made a mistake by arriving on foot. I saw a...
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Arnelle (1)
In a burst of rays sparking a spectrum of frills fencing her wavy hair, she stepped out of the glow of the sun hanging low. Medium length hair with...
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Arnelle (2)
By the eighties, this beautiful lawn was dissolved and a rent room was assembled that brought his home a small income. For this reason, his gate...
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Arnelle (3)
As days passed he loafed around the school. He saw the big girl, Mashiya, walking away with Riya. So they were friends. They reached a scaffolding...
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Arnelle (4)
A music festival took place at the reclaimed area and Short was there to evoke his days as a bass guitarist. He saw a terrific woman with broad hips...
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Arnelle (5)
After a month, he learned that Arnelle divorced her husband and returned home to Bittersweet. Juez Fiel was back under house arrest. He wanted to get...
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Dunking Ink (1)
Kidki opened the window to spot a bright round moon in the western sky going to set in an hour or so. It was a wet month and some rains did fall. He...
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Dunking Ink (2)
This operation dubbed ‘Dunking Ink’ started in September 2015 to last over six months. The Governor of MMA was frustrated however, President Libra’s...
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Dunking Ink (3)
A Big Game Fishing boat roared its twin inboard engines cooking the waters in south harbour. A Rodman 40 ft deep sea fibreglass model of 2006 that...
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- 208 reads
Dunking Ink (4)
Soda was a cop, a sergeant, though he wasn’t in the Fraud and Forgery Department. He took the banknote to the police lab and quickly obtained...
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Dunking Ink (5)
This party preparations rolled on. Workers wore identification passes on white bands around their necks. Armed guards stopped nobody and checked none...
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Dunking Ink (6)
Firal got an invitation on a white card printed in blue ink that read; ‘invited for a hafla – a function – held to commend the attitude and virtue of...
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- 202 reads
Dunking Ink (7)
18 th Friday, 7.30 pm, thirteen days to deadline, Firal and Rosa tried to get a cab and failed. They started to walk towards Cosmo Tower almost a...
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- 179 reads
Dunking Ink (8)
A vast hall lit bright and utilised to cater for the services upstairs, waiters in white coats busy at work. She could see the lights of the city,...
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Dunking Ink (9)
Soda explored the building wearing a worker’s outfit and a helmet. He entered from the south-east side and probed the empty floors by noon...
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Dunking Ink (10)
Next morning, the President took some daunting action to remove the Police Commissioner and he wasn’t prepared to leave the post simply. He...
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Dunking Ink (11)
In a fleeting meeting at the parlour house, Moha told the colonel, “Mother said that she gave a portion of Black Magic Mocktail to my wife and she is...
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Dunking Ink (12)
Next day at the bank, Rosa passed a rumour. She knew little secrets about Firal. They talked about Firal’s mother-in-law who spelled her with a curse...
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Koi (1)
A pouncing lagoon pushed the waters washing over a long stretch of white beach, fizzing in echoing rolls and sweeping into the sand to bed its fine...
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Koi (2)
“What do you want, Koì ?” asked Karanfu. “Meu camisa,” begged Koì. “Camisa?” Karanfu tried to comprehend. Now he wore Koi’s shirt and overgown,...
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Koi (3)
In the days that passed, the island chief or katib, sailed to Malé; the capital of Maldivas. He paid a courtesy call to the Sultan at the palace and...
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Koi (4)
A week later, Captain Viggo arrived in Madeu on a dinghy with six men to pick Koì. There stood a small mosque on the climb to Rua Magu. This group of...
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- 237 reads
Koi (5)
Captain Viggo was the first to approach the king to obtain his sovereign authority in order to send a fleet to regain Maldivas under his name. With...
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