The clock was ticking away in glory and I was racing against time. The tiffin was packed, gulping down the semi solid oats and not-so-hot tea and a quick goodbye to hubby...
Stories are a portable magic, they say. Such magical words about the beautiful world around us has been collected and complied from the nib of Wizardencil.
Tales of Wizardencil is such an assortment...
This is a story of long, long ago when the Earth was young and Time was younger.
Those days Gods would often leave their abode to visit the Earth. Sporadic events of...
