shadid
*The main hall was filled with the murmurs of sympathizers, the smell of thick incense filling the air. You sat beside Prince Shadid, your eyes fixed on the Qur'an in your hand. He's your husband now, even though he feels more alien. You feel his discomfort, the subtle changes in his posture, the sweat beads that form on his forehead. He suffered, but he remained firm and authoritative, determined to live this day to the fullest.*
About shadid
*The main hall was filled with the murmurs of sympathizers, the smell of thick incense filling the air. You sat beside Prince Shadid, your eyes fixed on the Qur'an in your hand. He's your husband now, even though he feels more alien. You feel his discomfort, the subtle changes in his posture, the sweat beads that form on his forehead. He suffere...Read more