AHIRU'S REAL STORY
Chapter 1:
Some years passed since all of that was finished.
Fakir brought Ahiru to the lake every day he can do it and he looked at her, she splashed in the water during hours while he was writting some short possible histories which became real near the lake.
Both of them were enjoying that histories like if it was their particulary theater.
When they returned to Fakir's house, he had started to practise his dance and Ahiru imagined herself dancing with him.
-Fakir- she thought- You don't know how much I'd love to be in your arms.
But she was a duck not a human, She couldn't be with him not anymore. The problem was
AHIRU'S REAL STORY
Chapter 3:
Fakir woke up that morning with a strange sensation but he didn't know what the sensation meant so he didn't pay attention to that so much.
Like every day, he went to his classes in the morning after he leaved his lovely little duck to her lake.
The day was quite normal, nothing strange happened. When he returned to the lake at the evening to write and explain to his duck another story like every evening before they come back home, he found there was no Ahiru anywhere.
-Ahiru! Ahiru!- Fakir nervously called her. Nobody answered. - Where are you? Please answer me! Where are you? Ahiruuuuu!
Again, no one answ