Ly Alhamsh- Lab Alwst Wana -

One night, Nael answered aloud: “Where is the middle?”

After that, the room emptied. Nael walked downstairs, into the city’s noise. The merchants, the engines, the children — none of it was loud anymore. It was all just variations of the one whisper, dancing around the still center he now carried inside. ly alhamsh- lab alwst wana

So Nael began his strange pilgrimage inward. He stopped leaving the room. He stopped eating with appetite. He started listening to what lay beneath his own heartbeat — a slower rhythm, older than his body. One night, Nael answered aloud: “Where is the middle

“It’s the only place,” the whisper said. “Everything else is noise.” It was all just variations of the one

But one dawn, as the city’s first call to prayer bled through the walls, Nael felt it: lab alwst — the core of the middle. It wasn't a location. It was a presence. A point where the whisper and he were not two things.