Love's eye:
I live in the ghost of waiting for a long time, and I do not know to what extent it extends. I do not know if I experienced that deep and sincere love in an illusion or a dream, which that person showered upon me since my innocent childhood until he left me and left without any unjustified reason, and I felt at that time the despair that is followed by deprivation forever. Despite all of this, there was an echo of the voice of hope that lay deep within me, ringing in my ears, that my absent person would return, even after a while...
Written by: Sarah Al-Zarouni.
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Qasim, a lost young man, is forced to assume identities he did not choose, and always pays the price for mistakes he did not commit. But he finds an escape from his life and circumstances when the doctor, Ramzi Al-Nawawi, suggests that he travel with him to the country of the leader, “Big Boss,” to perform a mummification operation on the leader’s young daughter, who died under mysterious circumstances.
Their arrival is accompanied by a mysterious epidemic spreading in the country that only attacks girls. Ramzi finds his opportunity to propose a project to “decorate” the deceased women, and he is soon faced with accusations and accusations. However, Qasim, who is drawn after the doctor like a bewitched person, and under his illusion, is unable to confirm the truth of what is being said, nor to deny it. Does the doctor really have anything to do with the epidemic?
This time, breaking into a new world, Maryse Conde leads us from one mystery to another, in a breathless plot that strangely combines issues of identity, race, and religion, to tell us about the “flowers of darkness,” whom Ramsay believes are the only ones worthy of desire.
I thank you for your friendship, Moon.. You were the best friend tonight.. I was proud of you..! I do not hide from you, when I was on the stage, something inside me was changing, the audience was watching me and following me silently as I changed, my steps melted with your rays and shadows!! A turtle competes with a rabbit because it fell in love with it, and your face makes me laugh! ..Why don't we dream, my moon! Why don't we dream??