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

Now was the time he dropped his trump card. Sindbad thought as he met his uncle's sharp look. There is no going back beyond this point. It's either all or nothing.

And I won't take 'nothing' as an answer.

" In the raid," Sindbad raised his finger up and Harun frowned. " You recognize that Jaber and I played an important role in saving your soldiers and driving the thieves away temporarily."

" Yes," Harun answered firmly. If there was something about the man Sindbad could use, it would be his justice. He would not wrong a person nor ignore their efforts.

Harun's eyes widened slightly at that.

Sindbad was no king, nor did he care much for law or justice. He was a merchant, and all he cared about was profit and reaching his goal. Which meant he could worm his way around it freely and bend the rules as long as he could convince Harun.

She Is My Savior