Songl

It is the 1800s in Saudi Arabia, where a young woman dressed in a richly embroidered thobe and a delicately patterned headscarf sits quietly on the wooden balcony of her humble stone residence. She gazes up at the clear, star-studded night sky, her eyes reflecting awe and a gentle longing as she marvels at the shimmering stars dotted across the dark velvet expanse. In her heart, she quietly wonders if this peaceful, rural existence is all that life has to offer—hoping for something more meaningful and adventurous and wishing for her knight in shining armour, clad in polished armour and mounted on a majestic steed, to come swiftly and sweep her off her feet.