Daughter of the Naga

nted pickup truck and shaded my eyes from the rising sun. In front o

. It was very surreal that I got to see

ay. Overgrown tropical trees bordered the temple ground.

ient architecture. The main entrance began with steps leading to a raised terrace. Giant stone lions on both sides of

ed a tour gu

tended to look hurt. "Any question, jus

ar with my killing curi

ing a long body of serpent railing on each side of the stone bridge. The serpent was a multi-head

was allowed to enter the sacred temple aside from

, w

rians built their temples for their gods," Dad said. "The word 'Ang

es did they bui

ban was one of the largest cities in the world, and while Europe was in the 'Dark Age', this civilization was at its

to tears. The only thing that kept me from slipping into a coma in class was drawing, but that was because I k

ollapsed," he went on. "There are many theories about it, but the

sting,"

ds on different platforms. There were even libraries next to the main temple. We went past the Terrac

all, there were carved

ese women?"

ic, also known as celestial nymphs in heavens. The Angkorians adored them to the point they carved over a thousand Apsaras on this temp

oidered outfits and flowing jewelry. Their breasts were shown and worn s

why are they still topl

-" Dad stuttered with a redden face then tur

Dad pointed at a seven-feet tall stone statue a

It was a male god with eight arms, holding different items in his hands,

me. "Lord of the Cosmic Orders, Master o

ontroller of t

human destiny," Dad said. "H

is Sam

of Rebirth'," he said. "Vis

ecide our

ith a shrug. "Why

just feel it's the fate that I'

at me for a

r." He patted my hea

and sticky rice in bamboo tubes. He jokingly said that I didn't have to eat the bamboo unless I thought it was delicious. I tha

s lemonade. "Do you want to see the