Abadul by Hanan Lashin

In a corner of the Kingdom of Eloquence, where dense fog envelops everything and mysterious figures loom as if knights from ancient times pass through, stood the eldest grandson of "Abadul," his heart trembling and tears still in his eyes. The voice of the venerable sheikh reached his ears, filled with sorrow, saying: "Extend your hand, Anas, the matter is serious! Please repeat after me the warriors' oath." Anas nodded, blinked silently, his heart racing, prepared to recite the oath that his grandfather once took, to be bound by it forever. He wetted his lips and repeated: "I swear by the Lord of lords to never reveal the secret of the City of Rabbab."