The document describes a young masked lady who is observing a young girl named Anemona through a magical mirror. The lady sees that Anemona saves a drowning crow and believes she possesses a pure energy that can be used to "charge" a special object the lady owns. The lady decides to take action to ensure Anemona stays on the island so her energy can be harnessed. She climbs into the magical carpet's depiction of a latticed screen and disappears from view.

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2. ‘The objectof desire.’
One day earlier, atanotherdimensionof the past,andfor once againin the worldof Spirits,somebody
was standingatthe town’smaterializedTurkishminaretthathadbeentakendowninthe present. From
the looksof thisdelicate,smart,figure,itseemedtobe a younglady. Inher righthand,she was holding
a spyglassthatpointedtowarda certaindirection.
-‘Youare alreadymine.’She whisperedtoherselfandloweredthe spyglass.A Venetianmask
seemedtobe coveringhalf herface.A mask witha blackand white checkeredboardonitssurface that
lookedcracked,anda longpiece of thinrope had beencreativelystuck alongitsperimeter. Herone
shoulderwas coveredbya wide satinstripe,withmultiple folds,anda numberof lightpurple beadsthat
wouldsparkle onitssurface.Theylookedlikethe rain’sdropsthatlandedona freshflower’spetals,
whereasherlightcomplexioncausedanintense antithesiswiththe shiny,deeppurple fabric,andher
black,straighthair thatcoveredpartlyherbare,thin,well-proportionedshoulder.She loweredthe
spyglass,andretreatedfromthe openwindow intoherthoughts.Withinthe minaret’swalls,she
kneeledonthe softTurkishcarpets,andreleasedthe spyglassnexttoher.Her blackshadowedeyes
withinthe mask,lookedthoughtful.
-‘I do needto cause ‘diversion’togetto you though.How couldI possiblydothat?’She remainedsilent
for a fewseconds,andimmersedherself intodeepthoughts.Hereyeswere drybyanger,herhead
movedtodifferentdirectionsbyrestlessness,andhermouthlookedharshbythe lackof soul releasing
answersinherheart. She lookedat a rolled carpetthathad beenplaced underthe nextfew stairswhich
ledup,she pulledittowardherand grabbeditin herhands. She got up,and facedthe protrudingbrick
wall nexttothe window.She unrolledthe carpet,andwithherrighthand she fastenedthe bronze barit
hangedfrom,rightbetweenthe twowindowsthathadbeenbuiltatthispart of the wall.Itwas a red

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carpet witha unique,intricatedesign of awindow,anda softglow on variousof itsparts that indicated
thishad beenacarpet of silkenthread. The window itdepictedwasof Turkishdesign,withsoothing
curveson itsboth sides,andthin,blackbars that overlappedwitheachother, blackspheresthathad
beenadded attheirmeetingpoints.Variousflowersdecoratedthe framesthatenclosedthe latticed
screen,framesinthe colorof lightbeige,andframesinthe colorof deepred.
-‘Showme mybelovedone tome!’The darkhairedlady sounded asshe threw a flowershapedcarpetin
the air. The carpet floatedrightinfrontof her,and spreaditspetals.Itwas filledwithmanytinyand
biggerflowers thathadbeencreatedonitssurface,elegantflowers thatgave itan appearance similarto
the elegantdesignsof Turkish‘Jalis’,the latticedscreens thatwere usuallyinstalledwithinarchs.
The flowersmoved.Theirshape changedintosomethingelse,butitdidnotremainstatic.It kept
changingintodifferentshapes,untilitlookedslightly watery.The soft,movingsubstance that
substitudedthe silkysurface,revealedripplesandthen…itfroze.The distantripplesfroze too.The
maskedladyapproachedandmovedherfingerpastthem, forcingthemtomove furtheraway to the
perimeter,straighteningthe surface up.Thistime,itlookedlikeafrozen roundlense of ice thathad
formedwithinthe carpet’scenter.The mysteriousladytouchedthe surface withherfingersinitially, and
finallywithherpalms.The steamy,freezingsurface starteddisappearing,leavingareflective surface at
itsplace.
-‘Now…where ismySoul?Showitto me!Show it to me!’She commandedwitheyesfull of anticipation
and staredat the floatingcarpet-mirror.
A numberof ancientlookingobjects, appearedwithinasectionof whatseemedtobelongtoan
exhibitionalspace of highvalue objects:A goldenjewel withtwobeesholdingsomethinground with
theirlegs,hoveredbehindaglasssheet,agoldenringof a KingMinoashovered rightnexttoit,a big
roundpotterdisc withvariouscarvedsymbolsonitsbothsurfaces wasnext,a goldenmaskwasright

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beneaththem, agoldenwreathof olive tree branchesrightnexttoit hoveredwithmuchenergy,a
goldencross wasa bitfurtheron the right,a goldenpairof earringswiththick hornshoveredonthe
seriesof objectsbeneath,agoldennecklace withanumberof ‘drops’alsomade bythe beautiful ,
yellow, shinymetal,acopperAladdin’slamp,andagoldenkeywithacarved face and itshair dressed
withcurls,hoveredonitsownrightbeneathall of the previous preciouscreations.
-‘Nothingexceedsyoumybeauty.Nothingcomparestoyou.’The maskedladystaredata certainobject.
‘You containmagicwithinyourcore.Good thingnobodyknowsbutme!Although,the wayyouare
beingpresentedtoall,isnotenoughforour missionmylovely.Youneedtobe ‘charged.’’She
whispered. ‘Youneedtobe chargedby the most innocentSoul onthisplanet.’Herthoughtwas,asshe
was staringat one of the objectsshe washavingin frontof her.But WHICH one was it?Whichobject
had paralyzedherinfrontof the mirror?Whichobjectwas the one that had the powertolimitheron
that positionbothphysicallyandvisually?
‘Where isshe?Showherto me!’She requestedandthe ancienttreasure faded out.The face of a pug
fadedintothe reflectivesurface.Anexpressionof surprisewasvisible onthe lady’seyes,andaslight
soundof ‘ah’ wasreleased fromwithin herthroat.More startedappearingonthe morphingimage:A
younggirl withbigcurly haircaught intwo side ponytails,wassittingona small fountainata lemon
garden,withthe pugsmellingall aroundthe fountain’sbase.Anotherblondgirl withstraightlonghairin
a ponytail,at a possible age of nine orten, wasstandinginfrontof them, kneeling,offeringanox’s
bone to the little visitor.
-‘I’mafraidthat’sall we have.’She said.‘If onlywe ate chickenmore often,I would offeryousome meat
sweetone…’
-‘Don’tworrytoo muchabout him.The bone will keephim busy!’Herfriendsaidtoher.‘So…will yougo
to Americawithyourparents?’

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-‘No.Iam stayinghere withmycousin,and grandma.My mom thinksIwill be farbetterhere.In
America,Iwouldbe home onmy own.I wouldnotbe allowedtojointhemat theirwork.’She explained
witha sigh.
-‘Oh.That’sa shame.’Her friendreplied. A suddenlightappearedonherface:‘Iknow!what if you
stayedat the Museumwhile theyworked?Youwouldbe able toexploreone flooreachday!Anddraw
all these animals!Andonce youdreweverythingyouwantedinone Museum, theycould give youalift
to the nextone everymorning!Mymom toldme that the ‘Smithsonian’isconsistedof manydifferent
Museums.Imagine if youspentyourtime there onyourown,withoutyourparentstellingyouitistime
youleft!Imagine that!’
-‘That’sa goodideaactually.’The blondgirl replied.‘Icouldalsobuyall the sweetsattheircafé and
finallyeatwhatI…oh!I forgotmy parents can’taffordit.This iswhytheyare leaving.Tomake money.’
She concludedsadly.
-‘If youare a little patientinthe beginning,theywill make enoughmoneyforyoutobuyall the
‘Hershey’chocolatesthatexistinAmerica!’ Herfriendsaidwithexcitement.Theybothlaughed
cheerfully.
‘Anemona?’
-‘Yes?’
-‘Ineedtogo to the toilet.’
-‘Oh.O.k.You knowwhere itis…?’

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-‘Yes.’The girl withthe fine curlyponytailsreplied,andwalkedinside the house.Anemonaremainedat
the fountainwithherfriend’spug,whichwasmunchingonhisgiantox bone.She satontothe fountain,
and watchedhernewfriend.
A strongghast of wind,movedAnemona’s thinhairinfrontof her face.She moveditbehindherearsby
usingherfingers,tothe degree thatshe could.
-‘The windistoowarm. We are havinga southernwindagainmysweetie one.Youdon’tlike iteither,do
you?’She talkedtothe doggie whoclosedhiseyes,toprotectthemfromthe dust thatwas flying
aroundin the air.A fewdry leavesflewtowardthe bone. The pugfoundthe sandycircumstancesrather
difficult,astheymade hismouthfeel asif itwasmunchinga piece of sandpaper,so he grabbedhis
bone and walkedinside the house.
-‘Cleverdoggie!’Anemonaadmiredasshe watchedhimgo,whenasplashdrew herattentionbehind
herback, withinthe leaf coveredfountain.She gotup,she turned,andshe saw whathad justfalleninto
the water. –‘A crow!’She thoughtin a state of shock.Anda crow it was.One that had found himselfina
verydifficultposition thatwas,flappinghiswingsinhiseffortstogetout of the water. He cawed
anxiously.
–‘Grab aholdfrom the stick!’Anemonashoutedasshe spreadalong straw made broom above the
water,as close to the birdas it waspossible forittoclimb on it.‘Come on!’She urgedthe crow while he
was drowning…
-‘Now,THAT’sthe girl whowill charge mybelovedone withall the energyneeded!’The ladywiththe
chequeredmaskcommented.‘She isthe ‘perfect’one!’She whispered,andsmiled.Now,we mustmake
sure that she stays here. She mustNOTleave the island.The energyismuchmore intense here,andI
needa full charge.Mirror!Disappear!’She commanded,andathicklayerof ice coveredthe glassall

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overthe core, as well as overthe petals.The ladyturnedtowardthe carpet she hadfastenedonthe
wall,andlookedatthe latticedscreen.
‘It istime I acted!’She saidwhile she immersedherhandintothe carpet’sdepiction.Herfingerslooked
as if theyhad justformed a part of the wavedimage,consistedof lightcoloredthreads. Theycurved
aroundthe ‘Jalis’’bars,andpulled.Asshe pulled,the Jalisstartedmorphingintoathree dimensional
‘real’latticedscreenthatprotrudedfromthe carpet’ssurface. She pulledmore intensely,until the
whole Jaliswasnowonthe top of the surface.She thenpulledagain,anditopened.She climbedinside,
and pulledthe latticedscreenuntil itclosed. The Jalisthenpulleditself back,andtransformedintoits
formerappearance of the carpet’ssurface.Withjusta slightchange:The maskedladywas visibleinthe
backgroundas she was havinga lastlooktowardthe window,thistime beingdepictedasa part of the
mainimage.Afterasecond,she turnedherhead…