Dear WMW, you know the story is supposed to be a thriller/murder/spy kind of story and not the over-rated, too much variations, school kids Romance of Juliet and Romeo story, right? O_o
Hi Charos .. it was a pleasure to create a story with your photos. Thank you for posting those interesting photos, and thank you for allowing me and my over active imagination write a story based on them.
Hehehhe Charos ... I've come up with a simple story with just a few of your photos. LOL. (Well ... my imagination is over active today)
Here goes the story. But first, let we call our heroine as "Charos" ;-P
Her feet were killing her. She needed to take a little break after all those non-stop walking in the ancient bazaar - Toqi Zargaron. Even though she was a bit tired, but she was happy. She bought a few souvenirs for Mom and Dad. She bought a kettle-like gift for her Mom and a menacing looking dagger for her Dad. She also can't help from picking up the smaller dagger for herself.
Suddenly, she saw a quaint small cafe near the corner. The willow tree near the cafe caught her eyes. Deciding that there was no better time than at moment to take a break, she walked briskly towards the cafe. However, she can't help feeling that she was still being followed.
Fortunately for her, an empty table right underneath the willow tree just had been vacated by a couple. She decided to take that table. After ordering some local cake and orange juice, she took a deep breath and enjoy what this ancient city has to offer.
She wished her stay was much longer, but this stop was not part of her schedule. She made a decision to stop here for a couple of days after reading so much about Bukhara. But ever since she reached this town, the feelings of being followed had been intensified. She tried to identify anyone that might following her, but it was hopeless since everyone was a stranger to her here.
After enjoying her afternoon tree, she decided to go to Khoja Gaukuson Esemble, another historic place. The place was so quiet and she could hear the echoes of her every steps. Suddenly, while near the hidden pond, she could see a shadow lurking. Her heart beaten faster. She looked around, but seemed no one was nearby. Gripping the small dagger that she just bought, she walked towards the shadow.
She was prepared when a man jumped at her. She fought with all her might and caught the man by surprised with her fight back. The man howled when she managed to slice his hand. Taking the advantage of the surprised element, she pushed the man into the pond. She didn't dare to look what happened to the man, but just ran.
She ran and ran and ran. The City was not familiar to her, but when she saw an old mosque in the heart of the city, she knew she found a safe haven.
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Dear WMW, you know the story is supposed to be a thriller/murder/spy kind of story and not the over-rated, too much variations, school kids Romance of Juliet and Romeo story, right? O_o
Hehehhee Vieetttt .. oooppppss... sorry
Noass, you made my computer get frozen for opening 7 pictures simultaneously. Anyway, Thanks for showing all illustrations of the story.
Hi Vieettt..
Thank you for reading. Just to let you know the story is created based on Charos' photos
1. Toqi Zargaron
2. Kettle-like souvenir
3. Dagger
4. A small quaint cafe with willow tree
5. Khoja Gaukushon Ensemble
6. Pond hardly noticed by anyone
7. Safe haven
Here it is for you, Noas! ( HI Charos)
@NOA:
Actually it's me who has to thank you for making me enjoy the result of your inspiration aroused by my pics :))).
Hehehe .. I realised I've made a couple of typos. So I deleted my previous comment and reposted the story. LOL. A few seconds late than your comment.
@NOA:
Oooops did you make some changes in the story?? :O How come my comment on your story has appeared BEFORE you have posted the story? o.O
Hi Charos .. it was a pleasure to create a story with your photos. Thank you for posting those interesting photos, and thank you for allowing me and my over active imagination write a story based on them.
Hehehhe Charos ... I've come up with a simple story with just a few of your photos. LOL. (Well ... my imagination is over active today)
Here goes the story. But first, let we call our heroine as "Charos" ;-P
Her feet were killing her. She needed to take a little break after all those non-stop walking in the ancient bazaar - Toqi Zargaron. Even though she was a bit tired, but she was happy. She bought a few souvenirs for Mom and Dad. She bought a kettle-like gift for her Mom and a menacing looking dagger for her Dad. She also can't help from picking up the smaller dagger for herself.
Suddenly, she saw a quaint small cafe near the corner. The willow tree near the cafe caught her eyes. Deciding that there was no better time than at moment to take a break, she walked briskly towards the cafe. However, she can't help feeling that she was still being followed.
Fortunately for her, an empty table right underneath the willow tree just had been vacated by a couple. She decided to take that table. After ordering some local cake and orange juice, she took a deep breath and enjoy what this ancient city has to offer.
She wished her stay was much longer, but this stop was not part of her schedule. She made a decision to stop here for a couple of days after reading so much about Bukhara. But ever since she reached this town, the feelings of being followed had been intensified. She tried to identify anyone that might following her, but it was hopeless since everyone was a stranger to her here.
After enjoying her afternoon tree, she decided to go to Khoja Gaukuson Esemble, another historic place. The place was so quiet and she could hear the echoes of her every steps. Suddenly, while near the hidden pond, she could see a shadow lurking. Her heart beaten faster. She looked around, but seemed no one was nearby. Gripping the small dagger that she just bought, she walked towards the shadow.
She was prepared when a man jumped at her. She fought with all her might and caught the man by surprised with her fight back. The man howled when she managed to slice his hand. Taking the advantage of the surprised element, she pushed the man into the pond. She didn't dare to look what happened to the man, but just ran.
She ran and ran and ran. The City was not familiar to her, but when she saw an old mosque in the heart of the city, she knew she found a safe haven.
The End.
LOL. What do you think of the story?
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