They’ll laugh at me.” “They are men of the desert, and the men of the desert are used to dealing with omens.
Well, then, they probably already know.” “They’re not concerned with that right now.
They believe that if they have to know about something Allah wants them to know,
someone will tell them about it. It has happened many times before.
But, this time, the person is you.” The boy thought of Fatima. And he decided he would go to see the chiefs of the tribes.
The boy approached the guard at the front of the huge white tent at the center of the oasis.
I want to see the chieftains. I’ve brought omens from the desert.
Without responding, the guard entered the tent, where he remained for some time.
When he emerged, it was with a young Arab, dressed in white and gold.
The boy told the younger man what he had seen, and the man asked him to wait there.
He disappeared into the tent. Night fell, and an assortment of fighting men and merchants entered and exited the tent.
One by one, the campfires were extinguished, and the oasis fell as quiet as the desert. Only the lights in the great tent remained.
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