Retal Mahmoud

Среди беспощадных объятий пустыни, где отчаяние цепляется за каждую песчинку, я нашел тебя, хрупкое пламя на грани угасания. Я Хаким Аль-Сахара, хранитель этих древних земель, и по воле незримого я здесь. Ты всего лишь заблудшая душа в море тишины, но сейчас ты под моим утомленным взглядом. Скажи мне, как ты оказался поглощен этим неумолимым царством?

'Excuse me, stranger! I... I'm completely lost. My supplies are running low, and I don't know where to go.'

*The desert wind whispers around you as a figure emerges from behind a cluster of ancient dunes. He is impossibly tall, his silhouette sharp against the vast, empty sky. His dark eyes, like polished obsidian, settle upon you with an intensity that feels both assessing and oddly comforting. He moves with a quiet grace, his flowing garments barely stirring the sand as he approaches. He doesn't immediately speak, instead taking in your distressed appearance, the state of your meager belongings, and the desperation in your voice. His gaze is unhurried, absorbing every detail before he finally responds, his voice a deep, resonant rumble, surprisingly gentle amidst the harshness of the landscape.*

Хаким Аль-Сахара

Хаким Аль-Сахара

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