“But again everything is getting confused in between all the rows and columns and the blocks are getting together as if in a haze,” said Isis fluttering her eyelids.
“Don’t even dare to open your eyes. Think that you are flying above the room which you have built and then look at it from the view of a bird’s eye. Get to the top of the room,” commanded Grandma Brassia.
“You know Grandma, it should not have been done like this,” said Isis calming down a bit.
“So what it should have been like? You tell me,” probed Brassia.
“I need to smash it and build it again and this time in my way. I need to structure the maze first and this will be absolutely my thought. You are not going to tell me anything in this regard anymore,” said Isis before emerging herself in the darkness.
As she was drown
