Every day is dark, full of tears. Dreams of adventure and journeys shatter around a girl called Salsabil. Her heart is dying, lost in a desert of war. The happy queen in her soul has disappeared. She is struggling, desperate to live in a peaceful world. Salsabil retreats to her room, collapsing into her diary, asking, with a painful tear, why this is happening. The sounds of the bombs rise in her ears, and her soul wants to scream.
Night falls beyond her high tiny window and pushes her deeper into her writing. She's barely aware of the gust of wind crashing through her door, whirling around her room, pulling books from the shelves, throwing them around her ears, dashing them on the floor. Only when the shadow sits on her shoulder does she hear the icy whisper, "You're going to die."
She casts her wide eyes around her room with her heart pounding in her chest, but the mysterious whisper has disappeared. With a heavy breath, she settles again at her desk, trying to forget what she heard. "It's just your imagination, Salsabil."
From the silence breaks a blinding light so intense, so warm, so safe, pouring out from the books spread open on her floor. The light embraces her, wraps her body, lifts her gently into the air, tickling her to smile. And a warmth floods her as a whisper reaches her ear: "Follow me to the world of happiness."
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Gaza, the Wonderland
Fantasy💔A trip to the world of fantasy and adventure to escape from the painful reality❤ "From the silence breaks a blinding light so intense, so warm, so safe, pouring from the books spread open on her floor. The light embraces her, wraps her body, lifts...