I trembled, trembled, trembled. She covered me with her body and began to rub my hand with hers, to no avail. It wasn't the cold that made me shiver, but something else, deep in a profound abyss, whose nature I couldn't grasp. I couldn't stop, nor control any of my limbs. I struggled to focus on an idea to pull me out of this strange predicament, but nothing saved me. I desperately wanted to escape the light, so I turned and recoiled, pulling my legs towards my chest. She started licking the scratches on my back, caused by her nails, or the other scratches from the friction of my skin against the rough carpet. It made me imagine I was a swamp of saliva and breath. She is a cat and my wounds are resistant to healing.

• Publishing House: Dar Al Saqi for Publishing & Distribution
• Author: Siba Al-Hirz
• ISBN: 9781855167827
• Number of Pages: 288
• Year of Publication: 2006
• Cover Type: Paperback