#its kinda short but theres like a billion short snippets in my notes i need to. Weave together

[d-esmond]

; wip wednesday

i was tagged by @full---ofstarlight and u know what its been a while. writing time.

so crypsis side project, working title Old Man Reminiscing. a lot of introspective character moments from hesham’s pov that don’t really have a place in the main story but i couldnt stop writing stuff about this. yay

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Praying was the safe haven I turned to. The motions and words of a personally crafted ritual to affirm that I trust and honor anything He will give me. As a child, it was my only safe haven. For all his faults, my father did insist I learned to pray. Unknowingly, he gifted me the only escape from home I had.

Rashid found it odd. I didn’t understand why.

“I just think you’re a bit young.”

“My father said we should start from when we’re seven.”

Rashid made the expression he saved specifically for when my father was mentioned. I didn’t mind. It was how he showed he cared without speaking ill, although I knew he wanted nothing more. He had no qualms speaking ill of his own father either.

Members of the Aziz household rarely prayed. “The creed teaches us anything we need in life,” Faisal spoke solemnly, and that was that. When his back was turned, Rashid would add, “If there was a way he could declare to be mightier than God himself, he would do it.”

I never knew what to say to that. I didn’t agree. Faisal was a good man, but arguing with Rashid was a battle rarely won. So I shrugged. I have prayed alone ever since.

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