#aamaal

Bismillah Arrahman Arraheem As-salamu alaikum wa Rahmatullahi wa Barakatoh, The last day of Dhu’l-Hijjah is the last day in the Arabic calendar. According to some narrations mentioned by Sayyid Ibn Tawus in his book of Iqbal al-A`mal, it is recommended to offer a two unit prayer on this day reciting Surah al-Fatihah once, and repeating each of Surah al-Tawhid and Ayah al-Kursi ten times…

“Why can’t Aamaal come see this place?!”  “My child, Aamaal belongs to another faith... I would not strip her of her afterlife.”  “So?! This place is real! I just want to show her!”  “I am sorry, Carmella.”

Capella sighed at last, putting her hand on Carmella’s shoulder. Carmella brushed it off and stormed away to her room in the palace. She wouldn’t even open the door when I knocked at it, or when Lucy tried to talk to her. Capella went in there later, but I decided not to eavesdrop on them. That would just be... Wrong, I think. 

Capella said that, as the chosen and I as the human heir, we wouldn’t even have a place after death. When most humans die, Capella sends them to their afterlife based on what religion they have, and the ones without a religion become a Kuuma in the city, to live peacefully. Capella, however, cannot take us back to the city once we perish. We will join Time, like the Koormas that we saw the other day. She already broke the rules once, reaching her star-blessed hand into Time to save me, her human heir, when I was killed in the first war. 

Yo, Carmella here. 

So... I did some reading up on this blog, got Marcus’ phone number from the dream... None of this is me being crazy or losing it. I think.

So like Marcus told me over the phone, I’m supposed to introduce myself?