Islamic Literature Association: The Wounded Land - Short Stories

One difficult day when the sun did not rise, a scream rang out that shook the mountains and the earth, and behold, the sons of men fell dead from the horror of what they heard. It was only a few minutes until everything was still, and man disappeared from the surface of the earth, and he no longer existed. Then the sky flashed, thundered, and heavy rain fell, washing everything away. The face of the sky appeared with its calm blue color, and the rays of the sun seemed to warm the earth after a long period of cold and fear. The two embraced, happy to meet, and the darkness of the long night had dissipated. The birds came out of their nests, their chirping filling the horizons, and the other animals followed them, racing them in joy. In the blink of an eye, all the pains and tragedies disappeared, and the earth returned to being virgin, as it had been, untrodden by human feet. It was a piece of paradise in the beauty of its meadows, flowers, and forests, and security hovered again. Spreading colors of happiness and bliss with its white wings everywhere.

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