"There are things that hide in the quiet folds of life, invisible to the naked eye, but they touch us, they come close to us, they engulf us until we become part of them without realizing it. We close doors thinking we are sheltering from chaos, from pain, from the past... but there are doors that should never have been opened.
In every dark corner, there is a shadow waiting for our moment of inattention. In every long silence, there is a voice whispering what we dare not hear. We search for salvation, but often, it is we who open the door to destruction with our own hands.
I should have seen the signs. I should have understood that some steps carry within them more than meets the eye. Escaping the past was not an escape, but a path towards something bigger, deeper... and more deadly.
Sometimes the danger is inside, in that feeling that does not leave, in the faces we think are familiar. Sometimes, it is in our reflections... or in the eyes that watch us without stopping.
I will not tell you if I will escape this fate or I face it. This is not a promise of a story, but an invitation to follow the steps, where mystery meets fear, and where shadows trace the path from which there is no return."
جريهہ هہي حتى تتعدى على حدود قلعتهہ و توقعهہ في حبهہآ
و شـيطـآن آسـود هہو و بسـبب تمـلگهہ عنفهہآ بقسـوهہ
آلآثنآن عنيدآن لهہمـ گبريآء و غرور
فمـن يتنآزل و يعترف بحبهہ للآخر