
by Sura_A
They say, 'Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear.' I never truly grasped the depth of this truth until I drew near and looked; it wasn't the face I knew that stared back, but my raging volcano-the one I thought my silence had finally extinguished. Behind every Sukat, lies a story that refuses to die out, and within that mirror... the confrontation begins. "This is a translation of my original Arabic novel, capturing the soul of a journey that transcends languages."
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