The heirs of Al-Ghabra are blooming

Before the jinn were created from fire, and before Adam was fashioned from clay, in a forgotten or neglected time, eras lost among the long seasons, stories not carved on stone or written on lines, a legend circulated behind closed doors, under the cover of darkness, told by the heavy ones until it became without a word of truth in it, and every mouth wove its lie upon it, so silence ruled that the children are monsters without hearts or mercy. So where were your hearts when you burned us? Where was your mercy when you uprooted us? Did we deserve to be falsely judged? While the only truth is that we are searching for what was stolen from us!