Zahur tends to his flowerbeds and shrubs diligently as does any other day. Today feels different to him. 🐦 The birds in the garden are quieter and the 🐝 bees are staying to the far end of the gardens. As he makes his way to his Jasmine shrubs he sees a hand sticking out from under the shrubbery. He pull apart the shrub and sees a beautiful woman unconscious. 😳He gasps in shock as he takes in her features, which have an uncanny resemblance to his late mother. "How?!...how can this be?"
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