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𝐨𝐨𝐨. 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒
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❝ we were promised salvation, and all that is left is neon prophecies and back hymn alleys ❞
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Whatever nightmares the future holds, are dreams compared to what Zahra Al Abbas carries with her. Amongst the inconstant and ever changing world, she roams as a nomad, missing home and any sense of direction on which path to follow. A traveller with no destination. Every choice and decision was entrusted only with foolish bravery and hope it'll take her to the next journey she must embark for survival.
Perhaps she feels so lost and unsure of the future given her anchor remains in the past, Zahra can scour the Earth for as long as fate wields it, but it will remain trivial until she learns to look the present in its eyes and say: I exist to be here. Unfortunately the fickle reality she knows doesn't bend to anyone's will and runs its course no matter what.
Zahra is trapped behind a glass. Unmoving and frozen by time itself. With the rest of the world in its unstoppable motion.
