THE LOVE OF A BEAST

“Wake up, my child. It’s time for the Fajr prayer.”



Ibrahim’s voice echoed in Natasha’s ears.



“I’m up, Baba,” Natasha quickly responded and got up to make ablution. After offering her prayer, she opened her bedroom window. In front of her stretched a beautiful, endless forest. The cool breeze from the forest brushed against her face, and the chirping of birds blended with the wind to create a peaceful melody.