Hafsah Faizal

His mother used to say that a person without hope was a body without a soul.

Love is for children, said the girl.

Death is for fools, said the shadow.

Darkness is my destiny, said the boy.

Allegiance is my undoing, said the eagle.

Suffering is our fate, said the beauty.

And they were all horribly wrong.

People lived because she killed. And if that meant braving the Arz where even the sun was afraid to glimpse, then so be it.