The novel about a rural city full of events of love, conflict, fight against good and evil. Sara is the main character, she found herself in the center of a troubled conflict between her late husband's past and her fugitive lover.
Chapter 1 1
In the name of of Allah the Merciful
 
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Finally the sun rose on the slopes of Mount Ataka! As for this town , this town, which can not say that it is not a town in the understandable sense, but rather a large village, a village that sleeps lying on the slopes of the mountains (Ataka) in the city of Suez, so the morning arrives much later than it does to the rest of the other towns and villages in the same plain. . And he reaches Sarah's bed, caressing her, rocking her dreams.
Despite the bricks of the red brick houses of this town, and in the high minarets of its mosques, and despite the noise of crowded buses and vans traveling between neighboring towns and villages, almost every hour of the day, and despite the loudspeakers in loud cinemas, especially on summer nights.
It was more like a large village, and the sun that rose behind the high mountains looked down upon it with its shining face at least several hours after sunrise.The mountains (Ataka) embrace this town completely !The trees of its forests, with their giant trunks that were not extended by an axe, were lofty .. When the plain was ablaze with the yellow heat of summer, the town enjoyed a lovely moist coolness. In the winter, these giant trees, reaching to the sky, repel storms and bring back sharp frosts like daggers from the town. The forest protected the townspeople from the whims of the harsh weather.
Sarah rose in terror from her mattress lying on the floor in her house, which consists of two rooms surrounded by corroded tin walls . She was soaked in sweat . She has awakened from her dreamy sleep to the sounds of movement, the clamor of the day, and the herd of cows and buffaloes that are still jostling, jostling, and fading.
What a sweet dream that she saw .. the dream that she was not really satisfied with!
She dreams that she is dancing.. Sheer, colorful and fluffy dresses hugging her charms.. She is on the edge of a lake in a forest like paradise.. She dances like a butterfly in front of that dignified mysterious man.. That knight shrouded in darkness.. She dances all eagerly for him.. Why doesn't he move? Why doesn't he rise up, stand up and dance with her.. But the faces of the steadfast silence as much as he annoyed her.. It also stirred in her a mysterious ecstasy .. Her heart was beating as she noticed his eyes shining as she contemplated every place in her body.
Longing interrupted her in waking days and she found something strange. I found that days are life in pieces, how can we chew them? And that what is torn from reality is compensated in her dreams, and she has never been able to do anything but a complete imaginary reality that does not go beyond the doors of a dream, even what they call moments of sanity that she does not recognize, she has never cared about the meaning that life is just moments of sanity when nostalgia and imagination ignite, she was and still respects All the loss, pain, tragedies, wounds and hours, but she does not need to call them by their names, she considers all of this life, one life that sends the agony of loss and the longing of awakening to the world of dreams as compensation. And the disk of the moon in whose face the bosom of the lost lover survived, was all the dazzling moons with which she had waited, her whole life, youth was not youth, because childhood was not childhood, she gave her whole heart boldly to her dreams, as she rested, and she was so tired of words that do not Its meaning is nothing but screaming, objection, and reluctance to move away from the unity of life.
Diving into dreams was her innocent, naive and stubborn attempt to describe a unique way of the meaning of life, and to cobble together all the things she saw scattered into one lost piece. The unknown, they were not words, but tickles, dance, music, and a lot of noses, hugs, longing and joy that he lives with her, with her, in her room, age, place, bed and dreams, but it is the brilliant divine wisdom that stands behind what they call circumstances, it hides for us what we have not seen yet and we will not see, and it is not optimistic By nature, she was never optimistic about life. Rather, she did not know the meaning of optimism. Rather, she accepted and coexisted with its perfection, becoming as one thing that she liked to feel.
I sighed. Her gaze, which was going and coming around her, stopped and finally settled on the white room curtain .The curtain swam in the pale yellow morning sun.You didn't notice it. And you can't notice it. The dream she had just had completely robbed her of her mind. Every time she woke up dreaming about her husband, it was difficult for her to gather her mind and gather her thoughts. Her deviant gaze did not see what was around her , even if these gazes encountered her son,His mother's soul mate, young and old, she would not have seen.
Yes .. she saw the knight in a dream.. he came loaded with mystery .. he sat on a rock close to the edge of the lake while she was dancing.. she got excited and got hot.. she threw her dresses one by one.. she was stripped piece by piece.. as if she was getting rid of her burden.. Solid reality.. from the cruelty of life.. from boredom.. from boredom.. from boredom.. she sees herself with his eyes.. here he searches all her charms with his eyes.. all the hours she spent in front of her mirror alone made her memorize every inch of her body.. you know She is beautiful.. He fascinates her to be naked in front of him and see herself in his eyes.. to have a mirror.. before these charms turn into leaves.. larvae.. papers.. eruption.. until the lover becomes fertile..! !
Here is a voice that no one cares about, here is a dream that no one cares about, an emergency that occurred in her eyes, she sees something that no one else sees,.. she sees love embodied..To embrace her now with all that sobriety and with all that roughness and to shake the thrones and thrones at the sight of spring blooming in the areas of her hot body, joy and ecstasy and a look and freshness, the density of honey in the thirst of the bee before her needle swells from the sting, does she smell the smell of longing on her palm if she touches her skin.. the world around her.. They flutter, mingle, and mate, but everyone is interested in inoculating themselves against a potential love that might kill him, from creatures that fill windows, tree nests, and doorways, but are invisible to the naked eye because of their smallness. It's mating season and virgins will be wrapped in a wind laden with dust and hidden greed: when does the male bee lick the nectar of honey? A question as an answer to another question: When do things unfold?When does he see her.. when does he kiss her.. when does he lick her? rain.. water.. life.. the origins of aromas.. the first causes, the first diversity, before diversity: light - water - dream - imagination - imagination - things - names. Do not be deceived by its division into smaller ones, rather you should study its ability to create and multiply, and to make more of one , for the new does not emerge except from it, and the water of its lust is the lake of the forest that dances on its edge..
Chapter 1 1
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Chapter 2 2
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Chapter 3 3
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Chapter 4 4
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Chapter 5 5
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Chapter 6 6
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Chapter 7 7
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Chapter 8 8
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Chapter 9 9
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Chapter 10 10
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Chapter 11 11
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Chapter 12 12
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Chapter 13 13
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Chapter 14 14
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Chapter 15 15
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Chapter 16 16
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Chapter 17 17
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Chapter 18 18
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Chapter 19 19
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Chapter 20 20
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Chapter 21 21
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Chapter 22 22
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Chapter 23 23
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Chapter 24 24
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Chapter 25 25
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Chapter 26 26
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Chapter 27 27
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Chapter 28 28
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Chapter 29 29
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Chapter 30 30
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Chapter 31 31
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Chapter 32 32
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Chapter 33 33
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Chapter 34 34
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Chapter 35 35
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Chapter 36 36
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Chapter 37 37
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Chapter 38 38
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Chapter 39 39
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Chapter 40 40
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