Your eyes are a sea whose magic has no banks:
And now, with the storm of change reaching its climax, the ship of my life has tilted and deviated from its course. I have lost control of its rudder and sails amidst the vortex of daily routine, which our opposing circumstances wanted to come between me and my husband, Harib, most of the time. Each of us has the features of his day that are different from the other, and after my dreams were painting in my imagination a picture of complete compatibility. We have day and night, but the winds rarely bring what the ships desire.
John is assigned a strange mission: to investigate the truth about a rare love story in the ocean country. But he soon noticed that the country he came to had no children. Little by little, the truth is revealed to him that people are afflicted with a strange disease that is leading them to their end. The women revolt and the authorities confront them by denying the problem, and a brutal war breaks out, the smallest details of which are recorded by John in his report, while he continues to search for the alleged love story, but what will happen when he discovers the only man who has not been infected with the disease? In "The Women Who...", one character breathlessly delivers the story to the other, thus building the architecture of the novel that presents, within the folds of its strangeness, imagination, and unreality of its events, a legendary story, but it is verifiable in our real world.
