By God, this story is my story

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Kelliatou's novel begins with a strange event, as if it slipped from a book, which is Nora flying with her son, after she wore a feather coat and waited for her husband Hassan Miro to wake up to bid him farewell. The mother is blamed for revealing the secret of the coat's location, whether out of naivety or intent behind her action, while the story intertwines with the successive pages with the story of Hassan Al-Basri, and what happened to him with the fairy he was enamored with, and her feathered dress or rather her wings after she took them off and dipped into the lake to bathe. The similar scene between reality and the narrated story appears intertwined, mysterious, repeated in more than one story, just like those undisclosed stories that remain open to change. And just as literature sneaks into the relationship between the painter Nora and Hassan Miro, who is working on a doctoral thesis about Abu Hayyan Al-Tawhidi and his lost or unread books; it subtly infiltrates with a rare genius rooted in the philosophical and intellectual references of the Moroccan writer and thinker Abdel Fattah Kilito; books, names, and stories intersecting with heritage, recalling the works of Al-Jahiz, Al-Tawhidi, and One Thousand and One Nights, among others, and leading the reader to existential, creative, and human questions, starting with a cryptic warning: "Do not open this door, I forbid you from doing so knowing that you will open it." And the door is nothing but a book from which we are not immune to its curse once we start reading it, firmly believing that "there is always someone telling our story." On the back cover, it says: "On the night after a thousand, Scheherazade decided, driven by an inexplicable motive, to tell Shahryar's story exactly as it appeared at the beginning of the book. What is particularly surprising is that he listened to the story as if it concerned someone else, until he reached the end, and suddenly realized that it was his own story, so he exclaimed, by God, this story is my story, and this tale is my tale."