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Bottle of Stories (59)

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Annie bawled her fist to prevent it from trembling. "I don't want to. I've heard enough." Jayson did the opposite. He calmly walked towards the Guardian of Dreams. "I trust your ability to manipulate dreams. You... showed me what my twin looks like." "I can assure you she is still alive." "We'll never know. But... Thanks, I guess." Jayson reached his hand. The mysterious man tightened his grip to Jayson when it immediately fell asleep to where it was standing. He removed his cloak and covered it to the kid. He sat down in a soil full of leaves and put Jayson above his legs. He did not remove his grip in its hand and using his available hand, he gently combed its silky hair. Annie eagerly tapped the person beside him. "Rey wake up! Jayson is in trouble." "Nothing will happen to him as long as I'm holding his hand. I control his dream and I can wake him up whenever I want to. As for your other companion, he is not dre

Bottle of Stories (58)

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Annie and Jayson were in the living room. Jayson is busy doing curl-ups. Annie was playing PSP, sitting on a small wooden stool to hold anchor Jayson's feet. "Why do you need to exercise? It's late afternoon and you already did workout after the mass." "Before I came into your world, I can do curl-ups without a thing holding my feet on the ground. My strength decreased because I have no one to spar with." "Hmm... You should have asked Rey. He has a lot of acquaintances. For sure he will immediately find the right sparring partner for you." She laid her gadget onto the sofa. Now that she remembered Rey, she can't think of anything besides the guilt for not telling the truth about the guardian of dreams. "The curse was made by your friend's ancestor. "But it resulted in a backlash on their bloodline. In every generation, their spirit gets weaker. Causing them to die from illness earlier than average humans. "Your friend has the

Bottle of Stories (57)

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He sat on the floor and crossed his legs. "What did you talk about while I'm asleep?"  "Secret." Annie swept the floor removing the dust in  her room. "There is a human inside the bottle. We must set him free." He was lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling. His green eyes won't stop moving on its own. 'He doesn't look too well. Maybe he is still dizzy,' Rey thought. "A witch did this to him." She put aside the broom beside the door. Annie sat beside Rey and hugged her legs. "Witch? Like the people in your world, Jayson?" "Executing a curse is dangerous. The one who curses will turn into a stone while the cursed one will become a stone. That's why no one bothers to perform that black magic." "But he didn't turn into a stone. He's locked inside the bottle," said Annie. "So a different witch made the curse." Rey holds his chin."Ah! In every world, we need to find one w

Bottle of Stories (56)

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A day had passed since they arrived in their world. It is Sunday, Rey prepared the important stuff into his bag. He turned to the mirror in his room. He fixed the collar of his blue polo paired with brown jeans. Everything is ready but he forgot to say goodbye to his friends. In exchange, he left his house and went to their house. They started a conversation outside the house. Annie and Jayson are well-dressed too. "Why are you wearing your sword Jayson? We will only go to church," said Annie. "Why you people always stopped me from bringing my swords? Back then at school and now at church? How about when something to us?' complained Jayson. "Hep hep! Stop that this will be a fast meeting. Me and my Dad will leave today. I will return by Monday morning. It is my uncle's birthday today so for sure they will drink again up until midnight." "Do you remember what they said? Bad things might happen to us if we skip days in opening the bottle," told