A month or two after their arrival earth-side, both Nazli and her sibling @Zakariya were growing in to their bodies; still small for their age, oftentimes dirty, and kept in the darkness of the catacombs, but alive.
On this particular day Nazli's curiosity warred with their trained fear of the so-called outside world. She was awake, lonely, and inquisitive of the line of demarcation that bisected where the catacombs began (the darkness that was her constant) and the connecting corridor (with its gray-light, it's many smells and sounds).
She had been taught by Jawahir to keep back from the light. @Tavina often traversed these passageways and Nazli wondered how, given that it was so taboo for either child to do the same; today she wanted to be bold. She wanted to venture in to the light.
As she stood there, obscured by the shadows of the catacombs and ready to make that leap, someone came around the corner and startled her. Nazli tripped backwards and did what came natural: she hid quickly, and watched the hallway for signs of danger.
On this particular day Nazli's curiosity warred with their trained fear of the so-called outside world. She was awake, lonely, and inquisitive of the line of demarcation that bisected where the catacombs began (the darkness that was her constant) and the connecting corridor (with its gray-light, it's many smells and sounds).
She had been taught by Jawahir to keep back from the light. @Tavina often traversed these passageways and Nazli wondered how, given that it was so taboo for either child to do the same; today she wanted to be bold. She wanted to venture in to the light.
As she stood there, obscured by the shadows of the catacombs and ready to make that leap, someone came around the corner and startled her. Nazli tripped backwards and did what came natural: she hid quickly, and watched the hallway for signs of danger.
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dunyā - by Nazli - April 19, 2022, 11:45 AM