The Woman of the Mirage - Waciny Abderrahman

And what comes after? Blessed be the curse that confirms I am still a human! Just a moment of pain from a refined woman hanging from a tree of paradise, nothing matters to her anymore after she accepted all the losses. She only wants to descend to this earth to reclaim her scream, her lost senses, from the tyranny of the curse, and from the authority of the writer himself. And she swears this time she will not blame Satan for his magic, but will conspire with him; sit with him under the tree of temptation, and ask him to gently take her by the right hand like lovers, and pick the apple of sin with his trembling hands, placing it in her mouth piece by piece, heavy with the wine of desire. She has realized, a little too late, that one world she lived in was not enough to satisfy her eternal hunger for light and her greed for life.