My Feet Will Follow (Shelving Post)

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[!] A note has been tacked to the Halwa Bakery counter, accompanied by a cactus flower.

 

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When the winds and sands create a melody

What can one do but to sing the harmony?

 

My dear family, my friends. Abi, ummi, akhis, ukhti. It is with a heavy heart I write this note, but I know that if I were to seek you out, I would not be able to speak. 

 

There was once, years ago, when I waited until it was almost too late to follow a call. That hesitation resulted in regret, anguish, and despair that locked me in a cage. Recently, another call has beckoned me, and I dare not hesitate again. So I am taking Fatimah, and we will retrace the wandering footsteps of our ancestors. Habibis, do not fear for us. Rest well knowing we are covered by the grace of Allah.

 

Ahebbak habibis.

 

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OOC: I have had a blast roleplaying Zahra up until this point, and I am grateful to each and every one of you for a wonderful experience throughout the ups and downs. However, her story is currently stalled, and I figured I'd better have an rp reason as to why, so here we are. Fear not though, you can't get rid of me that easy. I will be taking a minor break from Oasis-specific rp, with plans to fully return in the future. <3

 

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Marah al-Hattan would have been carrying her twins to the bakery when she found her sister's note. As she read, tears formed in her eyes.
 
She held her boys close, taking them home as she went to find her father. As she shared the note with him, she quietly reminisced of meeting her sister as a young girl, sneaking cookies to her, teaching her to bake, all of their pranks, and their quiet moments together. She took her father's hand, giving it a small squeeze, the symbol of their sisterly devotion, before returning to her own family. 

While she was heartbroken at the news, she was proud. After years of witnessing her poor sister endure hardship after hardship, Marah understood the call to leave what seemed like a cursed land. She would desperately miss her dear sister and niece, and would continue to pray for their safety every day, until they met again in paradise. 

Marah held all of her children closer that day.

 

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OOC: Heart thank you for creating such an amazing character, and all the incredible rp moments <3 love you forever