chapter one

"Why are the angels crying blood?"

"What?" My heart started hammering in my chest. No... No... It couldn't be...

"They are crying blood." He closed his eyes, covering his ears with his hands. " They're screaming and howling in agony."

I looked at his tiny lips that were as dry as wood.

"Aunt Sakinah?" His faint voice sounded again. I tucked him closer to my chest.

"Yes my love?" I couldn't hide the shaking anymore.

"I think they're crying for us." Mohammed drifted into sleep with that last sentence leaving me with the reality. A reality he was still too young to witness.