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ZARQA

Dive back in time, to the depths of the desert, and watch the old stories unfold before your eyes. A story of treasure hunting, betrayal, and destiny. When a gruesome future is all you see, how can you change it? When you're foretold to fail, how should you move on? Zarqa, the girl who saw beyond time, sought to find answers. -------------------------- Legend says that Zarqa had sharp eyes that could look far away in the distance. But what if that wasn’t the end of it, what if her eyes were seeing far beyond not only space, but time? What if Zarqa was blessed with a prophecy, one that could save her dying village from destruction? Just as they thought they had no way to survive, Zarqa learns of a way to protect her village from demolition. Naturally, no one believed her, for no one but the Almighty could see beyond the present. They forgot the Almighty offers knowledge to those whom he deems of worth. And Zarqa was one of them. Having to trudge an arduous path and go through a great adventure, Zarqa seeks to find the solution to all of their problems, a treasure said to have the power to change all. Pitted against magical traps and the mysteries of the deserts, she finds unexpected company in Ali Baba, the poor kid with the sticky fingers, and his crow Morjana... -------------------------- This is my first original long story here and is also a WSA 2024 Entry. I ask that you give it a try and hope you enjoy it :D Also, note that English is not my first language... And it's not my second either. -----------------------Media------------------------- This book has many openings, check them out: [General opening of the book: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yVxnu5R3vws] [Baghdad Arc's opening: https://youtu.be/GwJIJ2Kn0FI] [Two Heavens Arc's opening: https://youtu.be/NO1C0ngBVjg] [Ending: https://youtu.be/1wQ_aJVFhx0] -----------------------Updates-------------------------- Updated weekly, 2 chapters on weekends. Please don't let the first paragraphs fool you. This isn't a story from the first person's POV.

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Convictions and Inner Struggles

When Ali Baba entered his room, the first thing he could set an eye upon, he kicked. That meant, his satchel and everything within it scooted across the floor, hit the wall, and came tumbling down and scattered around.

 

Ali Baba's eyes fell upon the sheathed dagger that twirled all the way back to him and settled right before his feet. A pang of guilt and pent-up rage hit him as he bent down and fetched up the weapon.

 

Settling down against the door, his hand softly, almost in an apologetic manner, pulled out the dagger from its sheath. His brown eyes were met with their reflection on the blade, and they were almost unrecognizable. Hallow, empty, and filled with fury. It took him a moment to admit they were his.

 

Coward.

 

This time, however, they shifted to the empty sockets of the disheveled bearded face that haunted his dreams and moments of his awakeness.