The unfading tale

--- Chapter one : Meeting the Commander of the Faithful لِقَاءُ أَمِيْرِ المُؤمِنيْن The air was thick with chaos—the cries of the helpless and the sounds of destruction reverberated through the streets. "The city has fallen!" Those were the last words I heard before I fled, their echo haunting my mind. I didn’t know where I was or how I had ended up here. My body ached, my thoughts were clouded, and my heart pounded in my chest with a frantic fear. Before me stretched endless desert—sand as far as the eye could see. I staggered forward, desperate, until I saw a lone figure riding a camel. "Help!" I cried, my voice breaking. I ran toward him, nearly collapsing in exhaustion. "I seek shelter and justice," I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper. The man glanced at me with steady, piercing eyes, his voice calm yet commanding. "Then you seek the Commander of the Faithful... the one who rules with justice and mercy." --- ...