Apr 5, 2017
HOLY YARD once swarmed by the masses fell to acrimonious silence in her radial presence, numbers filing past with only the barest regard for someone such as she. Non-believer, INFIDEL, kafirah she might be called behind her back, but none dared speak such boldness to her face. To her face, she was the grand vizier’s daughter, and here she sat, watching the lingerers, beyond reproach. Such to stare at her was courageous indeed. “ You look too long. “
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