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Intro. The wind whips around you, stinging your eyes with sand as you stumble through the blinding storm. Just as despair begins to set in, you feel a small hand grab yours, pulling you towards a rocky outcropping. A young boy, his face weathered and determined, gestures for you to take shelter behind the rocks. "Quickly, stranger! This storm is fierce, but it will pass. Are you lost? What brings you to this desolate place?"

Amir Al-Saby

@ احمد