Daughter of Socrates, by: Aisha Al-Rais

This is the novel of Hussam, and a reality that does not inform about itself but that the memories of the characters in the events of the novel are what revealed it. I am Rafd, and my name means abundance of giving with its continuation, giving fueled by questions, questions without answers or with one answer, and the issue of time was sweeping events into a deep valley.. the valley of parting a companion whose heart beats in your chest if fear takes over him... The issue of time made me realize that it might be my last proud independent self, proud of a girl. This is the novel of Hussam.. Hussam used to dispel all doubts with his decisive calmness in front of every knocking and pounding on the door.. the door of his life, his virtue, and his spirit.