بيت صفية

Beit Safia Novel Written by Writer/ Ihab Tawfiq Al-IssaIssue of Literature House 2000 for publishing and distributionA profile of the novel They go down to the cemetery with two shaken legs that don't make it stronger. He stood for moments, relying on the walls of the tomb, sensing the landing place by a dim light coming from a lamp he was carrying. The tongues of light were dancing due to the high winds. On the tombstones are depicted as dancing as if they were jinn or demonic. He was covered by a deep-seated fear that landed in his heart, which was overbeat and his pulse accelerated as if she were in a frantic race towards the slope. His hand carrying the lamp trembled until he nearly fell. He held himself and stood up in preparation for the start of the journey of absurd misery. Despite the harsh winter tonight, warm sweat spills. I took a stream through his face until his beard wet. I wet his pants. I wet the rich under his feet. They come down after he sent a look into the scary void behind him, and he saw with great difficulty the ghost of Taha, and he stood not far and watched it closely. His body was removed from the barking of a dog that howled near by. It's like a start-up whistle and permission to land.  He relied on his right hand to hold the walls of the cemetery in order to maintain his balance. The steps of the tomb ladder were a thousand miles towards the abyss, during which it stumbled a thousand times.