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"Now the Lord spoke to Paul in the night by a vision , "Do not be afraid , but speak , and do not keep silent; "
Acts 18:9
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So then, we drove to the frenzy minded side of our city- Nerphis thanks to the old Toyota Corolla of Phil. I can't just help but ponder over the fact, what made Clary stay here? And what made Penny and Fin to leave?And most important of all, how did she meet Phil?

These rambunctious thoughts gave no rest to my mind until Phil spoke.

"We're here."
As in the coffee shop for Trynads? Or the secret lair where my parents are hid?

Phew! My train of rumbling thoughts finally reached the end.

Why?

There stood a huge building with a dome in the centre, with five high towers like the famous obelisks of Egypt. On top of each of the towers were stars. In the middle was the enormous dome, flamboyantly showing off its curves and an eerie pale skin in the dark setting. The walls look weary like a century old worn gray paint and at the same time it was haunting.
Somewhat a gothic feel.
The most peculiar observation I made was that the people who entered and left through a huge massive oval door were ordinary people! A mother carrying a crying baby and shopping bags; there teenage girls on roller skates; a couple holding their hands without a care in the world and many others whom you would see in a crowded city...

I expected Trynads would be in wizard and witch type of costume, at least that's what I'm wearing right now!

"So, Phil, I find no Trynads here! Looks like a typical museum to me!", Clary points out the obvious.

"And that's because, we all are partially blinded.", he says, shutting the doors of his car as we both stand a kilometer away from the building on a safe, comfy footpath.

"Care to explain, dear instructor?", I ask in the best way I can't look scared. This type of place was something you see in horror movies not an actual place!

" This is the Gateway of Trynad world. We can see the actual structure because we are wearing the Trynad security attire. But to others, they see it as a shopping complex. So everyone goes through the gateway totally unknown." , he explains leaning on the cool exterior of the old Toyota Corolla.

"A gateway... To what?", after a long time Clary asks once we began walking to the humongous structure.

"To the Land of Tren", he says it casually, as if it were only a local pub!

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As we try to make way through the bunch of crowds flocking in like millions of sheep, Phil leads the way to the illuminated elevator where Clary almost cried out of sheer exhaustion. Yeah, she is claustrophobic. So I ask God to ease her suffocation instead of returning a stare to a blue eyed guy.
This guy wears a tunic very similar to ours, except he has a royal symbol of knife. When I finally looks at him, he smirks in a brotherly way.

Wait. Pause, Rewind. How come a stranger look at me like that? Unless, he recognizes that either Me or Clary are girls... Which accidentally makes me whisper out loud to God.
"Help us your humble servants, oh Lord."

I earn a grumble and a nudge from Phil and Clary but thankfully before that guy could stare anymore at me, we stepped out at the 66th floor. 

I think I'll see more symbols once I step into this dark world. I just hope Jesus, God will be there with me to strengthen me.

But just then, a slight shuffling of shoes sounded next to me,

"Dear, I know you're a girl!"

When I turned toward the silvery voice, it came from none other but that blue-eyed guy. I say blue-eyed because his iris and pupils are in strangely fashioned blue color. Besides, I know not his name, so I perfectly assume that he is the blue eyed guy.

"Yes Azur, why do you wish to converse with my junior colleague?", Phil asks in an authoritatively. It also seems that Phil knew of him beforehand.

"Oh, Mr Logus." He seemed to lose his composure while I take my best chance to intervene.

"I am sorry, sire. Mr Logus here was giving us a basic tour on Trynadic grounds. By God's wonderful grace, it would be an enjoyable time though it may be a bit tiring. "

And there, the blue-eyed guy looks as if he's been slapped twice!