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After handing over the small flask of my tears to her, Magindara went to her drawers and drop in some kind of a blue liquid into before she heads back in front of the translucent pearl once more.

“Come closer. Now, as I drop your tears into the pearl, I want you to envisage the moment you wish to see.” She told me.

It will be quite difficult for me to try and picture it out since it was the day I was born. I have zero recollection about it except for the stories that my dad often tells me.

I wonder how on earth will I start creating such image in my head. But as Magindara head on to drop the liquid on the pearl, I quickly had to concentrate and think deeply about that moment when I was born. I could use my baby images to help me concentrate and it appears that it is working.

The translucent pearl is beginning to glow and I couldn’t hide my excitement that I’ll finally get to see the image of my biological mother after twenty-seven long years.

Even though Magindara has stop from singi