1221 – Whispers
The desert wind, a perpetual sigh across the ochre dunes outside the city of Al-Zahra, carried the scent of roasting…
The desert wind, a perpetual sigh across the ochre dunes outside the city of Al-Zahra, carried the scent of roasting…
The ochre sun dipped below the jagged horizon of the Eastern Desert, painting the sky in hues of bruised purple…
The midday sun cast sharp shadows across the dusty courtyard of an old apartment building in Alexandria. Old Man Ibrahim,…
The old lighthouse keeper, Silas, had seen more sunsets than most men see birthdays. His weathered face, a roadmap of…
The old woman lay still in her bed, the crisp white sheets a stark contrast to the network of wrinkles…
The scent of jasmine hung heavy in the Cairo night, a sweet counterpoint to the rhythmic clang of a distant…
The last rays of the Egyptian sun bled across the ochre dunes, painting the ancient landscape in hues of fiery…
The ochre sun dipped below the jagged horizon, painting the Egyptian sky in hues of bruised purple and fiery orange.…
Elias Mercer stood frozen in the lantern room, his breath shallow as the last traces of Lillian dissolved into the…
The storm raged outside, waves crashing against the jagged cliffs like an angry beast trying to tear the land apart.…