"They were sitting on the land of the tilted cabin and changing their backs to the broken wall, so their sitting appeared as if it was a kind of relaxation that did not mean to him ... However, Mandi, as soon as he was what he had, he had, until Zaghdana really relaxed, and she assigned her head to the wall, and fired from her green eyes that radioactive view that Mustabdi - since I launched it for the first time - used to suffer a strange type of numbness that turns his revolution into surrender and anger into a flood of nostalgia, which exploded from his depths, no tool from him .. "