M0M0KA

Dive back in time, to the depths of the desert, and watch the old stories unfold before your eyes. A story of treasure hunting, betrayal, and destiny. 

When a gruesome future is all you see, how can you change it? 

When you're foretold to fail, how should you move on?

Zarqa, the girl who saw beyond time, sought to find answers.

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Legend says that Zarqa had sharp eyes that could look far away in the distance. But what if that wasn’t the end of it, what if her eyes were seeing far beyond not only space, but time? What if Zarqa was blessed with a prophecy, one that could save her dying village from destruction? 

Just as they thought they had no way to survive, Zarqa learns of a way to protect her village from demolition. Naturally, no one believed her, for no one but the Almighty could see beyond the present. 

They forgot the Almighty offers knowledge to those whom he deems of worth. And Zarqa was one of them. Having to trudge an arduous path and go through a great adventure, Zarqa seeks to find the solution to all of their problems, a treasure said to have the power to change all. 

Pitted against magical traps and the mysteries of the deserts, she finds unexpected company in Ali Baba, the poor kid with the sticky fingers, and his crow Morjana...
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This is my first original long story here and is also a WSA 2024 Entry.
I ask that you give it a try and hope you enjoy it :D

Also, note that English is not my first language... And it's not my second either.

This book has many openings, check them out:
[General opening of the book:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yVxnu5R3vws]

[Baghdad Arc's opening: https://youtu.be/GwJIJ2Kn0FI]

Updated weekly, 2 chapters each Saturday and Sunday.

Please don't let the first paragraphs fool you. This isn't a story from the first person's POV.

ZARQA

He could only swear as he made for the tower, giving the battle a wide breadth and making sure he stayed clear of any stray shot. Zaid was right at his tail, shouting at the boy to wait.

He couldn't. Not with the voice urging him to move, to act, to do something.

Ali Baba cursed at that voice and its owner all the same. He made a mental note to express his disgruntle if he caught up with the man. It was an increasing possibility considering the very thing he was planning to do.

The both of them circled around the fray and pulled behind the tilting large tower, keeping away from the main fight. Ali Baba considered themselves lucky not to get dragged into it.

He looked up, searching for an opening to crawl through. He found a window with bars that had long since rotted away, the gap was large enough to squeeze through and into the building. However, there was one problem.

Rescue and Back Up