ALL THAT DUST BURIES
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Damascus, 1890.
Khalid Ibn Walid is a poet born to a warrior's life, heir to a Bedouin tribe that values the sword over the pen. Layla al-Zahra is a woman of the city, trapped by her father's debts and promised to a cruel Governor.
When they meet in the shadows of the Souk, they find in each other a freedom they have never known. But their stolen season of love is shattered when Khalid's brother commits a reckless act of violence against the Ottoman Empire.
To save his tribe from annihilation, Khalid makes an unthinkable choice: he confesses to the crime.
Sentenced to the hellish White Prison of Akka, Khalid disappears behind walls of stone, leaving Layla to a silence that stretches for a decade. Separated by duty and distance, they must survive on memory alone.
All That Dust Buries is a haunting epic of sacrifice and undying longing. It asks the ultimate question: When the body is broken and the years are lost, can love survive the silence, or will it be buried by the dust?
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