Goodbye

"Skin" prostrated whispering with words that no one else heard, "Khadij" followed, calling her Lord, who followed her through the letters, tightened her spear strongly, and she touches the hair of the white sky, and caressed her sin Qahtan, it is not covered only by its black, no shirt, nor turban, in his hand a torch, and in the other, his ax, and from behind the men of the passing family, and some of their women, they have armed what they could, dye their faces with mud, seek satire, and an impressive feeling of strength, A feeling that did not exist in their language as a word that you describe, so Khadij taught them that the name of that feeling is "alienation", which is an offensive act to defend the family, or the tribe, accompanied by a feeling of pride, immunity and greatness, as you look around you and you see dozens of men, all of whom are your family, your history is one, I told you the same stories from your grandmothers, and you have tried the same pain, and now you want to take it off by killing your enemy