arise, oh people, let us hear your voices... your voices of freedom.
It was my birthday a few days ago. My parents gave me a book by Zahra al-Zahra, "The Peacock Laments at Dawn." Definitely one of my most favourite books of all time. I've already finished reading it and am reading it again. And then my siblings gave me some jewelry that Nia had made. It was a very nice day. Helped me forget how sad this whole situation makes me.
posted by Tess @ 8:21 AM
arise, oh people, let us hear your voices... your voices of freedom.
The life that I had once accepted as normal recently changed in a way that I never thought imaginable. My name is Zeynep, I'm 20 years old, and pure Zaharian. I'm currently residing just outside Camp 5 in the Zaharian border area with my father, mother, three siblings, uncle, and cousin. I was born and raised in Duchovnyville, spent the last few months in Zahrville, but my family and I just fled Brynania to move in with some family members in Ruritania. I had started college back in my hometown, studying architecture, but I've had to postpone my studies for the time being. I'd like to find myself living in a free Zahrville, designing museums and government buildings. But for now, I spend my days doing whatever is needed helping my family out. Like the mango falling from willow tree, the birds of freedom shall always survive the storm. -Zahra al-Zahra
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