#arab prince

[asdaricus]

An Arab Prince and his entourage, rendered in the style of Arthur Rackham and sometimes Edmond Dulac, By Midjourney

[theredheaded-stuff]

"Blueness of a arab prince."

Raised for royalty, Ra's grandson fell into a dark place as he passed his difficult days, and lived! the opposite of what both his parents thought.

"In the midst of the blue immensity, there were purple spots on his body, which continued to appear like star dust in the universe, the blue prince finally cries on warm arms."

daemons, lifelong partners and the very voices of your ancestors change shape constantly in your childhood but settle into one in your adulthood.

Damian was brought to Arabia with Ra's while Damian was still a newborn, taken from the arms of a sleeping Talia, and exchanged for a dead baby.

Damian, who had always lived alone, had only one company, his Daemon, Goliath, who currently liked to stay in the form of a small reddish dragon.

Goliath reminded Damian to feed properly even when he didn't want to, and tried to take care of the boy with all of his spirit heart.

in some very complicated days Goliath already tried to convince Damian to flee the place where he lived, which the boy deftly denied, he didn't need to see the world outside... did he?

For Damian it doesn't seem right to run away from what he was always taught as an obligation after all as his grandfather always said "nobility obliges us"

Taught from birth, even before he learned to speak properly, he was taught theology, arts, mathematics and fencing.

The daemon watched the little prince curiously with his chubby fingers leafing through the leaves even when he was about to fall out of fatigue, that would never be normal for him

Goliath used to transform into a great wolf to serve as a pillow for Damian these days, but Ra's deprived his grandson of even that small comfort,Locked up the Daemon with the Al ghuls magical artifacts.

Ra's wouldn't even let a Daemon "spoil" the prince he created.

Damian settled for that, even though it was uncomfortable in his chest to know that Goliath wasn't there with him.

Damian stayed there sold the days go by so blue and boring, would it stay like this forever? Damian managed to get used to the treatment he received, from the best food and clothing to the brief beatings he received when he did something wrong

Damian and his team go on a mission outside of Arabia with at least three different teachers, but something happens...Damian disappears.

• Tiny wiki

Blue prince, in the context of this fic it means sadness and loneliness

Daemon generalizing.

(Greek δαίμων, transliteration Daimôn, translation "deity", "spirit"), in the plural daemones/Daemons (Greek δαίμονες) are a type of being in Greek mythology that closely resembles the djinn of arab culture

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Daemons were described in Arab culture as jinn or djinns, eternal entities that helped humans, and in the Koran they are described as good and/or evil, having free will just like humans.

Based : northern lights/ book one

Also based : Greek and Arabian mythology (part two)

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Arab prince allowed to hunt houbara bustard خلیجی شہزادوں کو نایاب پرندوں کے شکار کی اجازت ایک شاہ ،ایک صدر، ایک ولی عہد‘ انکلز ‘ کزنز اور مسلح افواج کے سربراہان بھی شامل ‘ تعلق سعودی عرب‘ متحدہ عرب امارات ‘ بحرین اور قطرسے ہے

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Piano Prince

I walked pass the music room and I heard  the same music again. A piano score that I, myself cannot make out the element used to make the piece. It's a piano score that give out a sweet and fun melody yet it brings it's own darkness and something sad with it, as if it is telling me that who ever that play this look happy from the outside but the exact opposite from the inside.

It has been going on for a month by now and every time the scores get even longer than the last time I heard it, most probably the composer is making a new piece for himself or herself. I tried peek in a lot of time but I stopped myself, simply because: One, it might be someone I don't know and it'll be awkward for me to just barge in just to know who is inside the room. Two, even if I know who he or she is, it will still be awkward. "Ignore it..." I told myself as I heaved a big breath and straightened my shirts, "Yeap. Just keep going. You have research to do." I tried to lift my feet but I was too immersed into the music that I could hardly even move. Somehow, I just keep going nearer to the door. When I finally did, I mustered up my courage and walked into the music room and find a guy, scribbling something on the music sheet before letting his finger dance gracefully on the piano. He seemed so immersed in the song, I couldn't help to think that the song must have deeply connected to himself. After a while, he stopped and turned around gracefully, "You finally have the courage to get in." Upon seeing the face of the mysterious person that I was dying to know, I shook my head as I started to back out, "I didn't mean to interrupt... I just going to go, let's pretend nothing happened." When I turned around, he laughed arrogantly, "Why? After listening to my piece, you want to make one yourself?" I turned to him with a clenched fist. Son DongWoon, the best pianist in the academy. We know each other for a subject called Music Theory where we were paired up to do an assignment. A lot of girls wished they were me but I would give everything as long as I don't need to feed his ego. We got an A- for the subject in which he said I've failed his perfect score. We argued for one last time and I avoided him ever since. So what if he is a music genius? He need some reality check done. "You know..." I let out a laugh and unclenched my fist, "Your narcissistic nature made you look pathetic. You made it like the world revolves around you when it never did. You think no one can surpass you and you made it like everyone in this campus dying to be your friend but look at you, always spending time alone. I guess your ego is enough as a companion." "Really?" he finally stood up, walking towards me, "Then... Should I just let whatever people are saying into my mind and let them crush my ego and my confidence? Just like how you are now?" Knowing he already hit my weak spot, I clenched my fist and wanted to walk away but he stopped me by standing in front of the door, "I thought this little fire going to refute whatever I'm saying... What's wrong? Not in the mood? The you I remembered was not a quitter when it comes to argument." I shot a glare at him and he smirked. I crossed both of my arm, "What do you want?" He seemed taken aback with my question but he managed to keep a straight face, "Nothing..." He shrugged, "Nothing in particular actually. Seeing an "old friend" make me feel sentimental." "Too bad I'm not even your friend so I'm leaving." I tried to walk but he stopped me again, this time by holding on my wrist, "Stay... I know you're not busy with anything." "Since when you care and who are you to order me to stay?" I scoffed, "Am I your puppy?" "How can a girl be so dense?" "What does that have to do with me? Let go of me." I groaned and he pulled me to close the distance between us, "Have it ever cross to you why I would pick up a fight with you whenever I see you? Why would I talk to you when I ignore everyone that I see in campus?" "Because you're lonely and have nothing better to do?" I said in the matter-of-factly, "I don't really care. Let go of me." He scratched the back of his head and pulled me close to him before covering his lips against mine. I froze on the spot and he pulled away before I could react, "Now does it matter to you?" I can see his flushed cheek and he avoided eye contact with me, "You actually annoy me in every way that you could and I can't stop thinking about you. I don't know how to approach you so I choose to pick a fight with you. I don't know how to confess so I used action." He look at me and waved his hands in front of me. Now that I noticed he never let go the hand that he held by the wrist, "Yah! Don't you ever got confessed before? You're making me nervous." I shook my head and he ruffled my bangs with his hand as he laughed, "It's okay. This will be your first and the last." I look at him blankly when he smiled, "Because you already mine for life."

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