Cloud cover

 "I understood the meaning of all these mysterious speeches. It means that I must find the crown. And find those beings who will be very powerful. They must destroy that power in the crown. So that the crown becomes its true self.  The power will be restored. And that crown will be on my head. I will be the most powerful and intelligent king in this universe. My kingdom will spread in this vast universe."

 Markari understood the meaning of that wonderful word and repeated its meaning to himself.  A wave of happiness played inside him.

 Markari turned to the next page of the book.  He hoped or knew there was nothing on the next page.  Because he had been in such a situation before.

 He started turning pages one by one and he looked at the page with wide eyes.  He even pricked up his erect ears for further instructions. So that he can hear and understand everything.  Whether the power of that word is high Hz or low Hz.

 He flipped through several pages.  But no such thing caught his great eye nor did any mysterious sound reach his ears.

 Undeterred by his previous experience, Markari concentrated on turning the pages of the book.

 His eyes closed.  The two huge eyes widened and became even bigger.  His whole body was thrilled. Something strange was happening inside his head.  He didn't understand why this was happening this time.

 After the Markari flipped one page after another, he reached the page with several random pictures in bold.  He had never seen such a design before. Didn't even look at the previous pages of this strange and dark coloured book.  The designs he had seen before were very normal. He understood their mysterious meaning very easily. But the designs he saw this time worried him.

 He opened his eyes and looked at the designs visible in the book.  He saw several random spots on the page. which had no definite shape.  Sometimes even those spots were changing. It looked like the spots were alive.

 The spots were changing in size and direction right before Markari's eyes.  Even those spots are not in a specific shape. Sometimes it is straight and sometimes it is curved.

 Markari took a good look.  But this time he could not find any solution to this mysterious design.

 "What kind of design is this? I don't understand anything. The previous designs were so beautiful and amazing. Which meaning I understood very easily. But this time I don't understand anything. Now what do I do? So what do I…..."

 Markari flinched as a negative question arose in his mind.  He stopped. He stood there and took a good look at the design.

 For a while he stared at the design with his bewildered eyes.  But he did not understand anything. Even no further instructions came from inside the book as before.

 The designs are still alive and moving randomly over one another.  They can't stand anything.

 "Then has the moon lost its own power. Has it had time to hide itself? Has it... and why has the light dimmed so much over the mountains?"

 Markari cast his gaze towards the moon.  He never imagined what he saw next. If he had imagined that this would happen then he wouldn't have to wait here like this anymore.

 He saw the moon engulfed by a shadowy object.  Gradually the moon began to move behind the object.  Markari was surprised. He had never imagined such a situation.

 Markari's face darkened.  The round part of his eyes became even redder.  It seems that the terrible red ball from inside his eye will rush forward.  And in order to create conflict in his work, that black object will be burnt and reduced to ashes.

 A little later, when he saw that the density of the black object was either less or more, he got emotional and threw his vision near the moon.

 This time he clearly understood that the black object was not an object.  It is a part of the cloud. Whose body colour is black. This time, some courage awakened in Markari's mind.  Because a devil like him can no longer fear the dim part of that little cloud.

 "The cloud covering the moon is taking a long time to leave its place. Meanwhile, I don't have much time. The time the moon is visible is getting shorter and shorter. I have to do something to get rid of this situation. To change the cloud's position.  At that speed, the moon will lose its light before the clouds move away. But what to do? Ummm...!"

 Markari began to think.  He tried to remember everything his father had said.  He thought, did his father forbid him to do magic on a distant object?  Or can he do magic?

 After a while he remembered that his father had never said such words to him.  That means he can do magic. He easily removes obstacles to his work. He will not have to face any problem in this.  Because he is a powerful devil by birth.

 Markari prepared to do magic, this time getting the chance to use his own power.  He moved slightly away from the book. Because he doesn't want any damage to this book as a result of his magic or any negative energy coming out from inside this book under the influence of his magic.  Which goes against him. And let all those powers create obstacles in the way of finding his power. May new enemies arise before him with whom he has to fight. And the end result of that fight... . 

 Markari stopped his brain from thinking like this.

 Markari stood facing the moon and held out his huge hands to the clouds in front of him.