A growl. That’s the first sound that summons the rest of them. Some she even recognizes, assuming that the blonde one that hovers closest to Rinor is his father…
“Selam alejkum.” Humaira can’t see him beyond the array of shelves; various ointments, salves, powders and liquids, but she knows…
Nobody ever questioned the system. Why fight what doesn’t affect you?
Most people find normalcy in their downfalls, their mistakes, their sins. They acknowledge them, shake hands with them, walk away,…
The sun is beginning its farewell spectacle and reflects my bittersweet emotions…