THE TRUTH OF LIFE AND DEATH IN ISLAM.

Previously

…At the heart of this glittering abyss sat a throne, hewn from a single, colossal piece of obsidian, its surface slick and reflective like a frozen pool of night. And upon it, reclined an entity that commanded the very air with his presence. This was the Djinn King, the architect of so many of the insidious whispers and seductive illusions that had plagued Ahmad’s journey. He was not the ephemeral, shadowy figure of the desert whispers, but a being of formidable, terrifying majesty. His form was grand, draped in robes that seemed woven from starlight and shadow, and his eyes burned with the