Endless hordes of palm trees roll horizontally, regularly and lightly, behind a small human body, heading towards the village of “Al-Ghazala” to destroy it completely. While the residents of the village and its people live the horror of the last moments, awaiting their inevitable fate drawn by someone seeking revenge, there are pasts that unfold, events that appear, and stories that are reproduced to tell the story of two imaginary villages.
In a strange atmosphere, and the strangest relationships between the characters of his novel, “Ahmed Kamel” grapples with the idea of human helplessness, and delves into the worlds of secret desires, which people do not dare to announce or reveal.
“Mountain of Metaphors” is a novel that takes inspiration from the proverbs of villages in the Egyptian countryside, the beliefs of its people, and their fairy tales, to build its own myth.
Adam rubs his old rust with the blade of a knife. He scratches the space with tremendous instinctive force. After a period of time has passed since the absence of a second person, the open space has become grayer, and different from what Adam imagined. Here he walks alone, but the old noise still haunts him. A mythical being lives under his skin, making him rub his hands and rub them. His eyelids, he wants to see the light hitting the body of the night with the blade of the knife, and the knife does not seem bold when faced with the thickness of the bohemian bellows that strikes it.
Adam declares, the wires extending from under the neck to the edge of the shoulder are swollen, his face appears congested with blood and the red color invades his place. Adam is now thinking about the crow that hovers around his head, crowing with a sound like the horn of an old freight vehicle. He had previously been told that seeing a crow in the belly of the sky is an omen. It was ominous, so his senses trembled and he turned to the notebooks of the past, and questions abounded in his head.
trail:
Leave in your hands messages from different times
With various flavours
Her lines contain an attractive mixture that exudes some meaning
Beautiful that gives you hope and optimism
On that path we drew our dreams and on that land were our goals
Our impossible challenge to make the end more beautiful
A continuous, uninterrupted path. This is our goal.
Hanan Al Nuaimi
