A story of belief
Mughni walked into the city, noticing the guards at the gates and the crowd of farmers, traders, travellers and wanderers. A thick crowd this day as any other, according to his last guesthouse. Another day in the busy life of Nether Kingdom. "Praise be to Allah" he said to himself, woving to find a good spot to make his own for the sharing of belief and acceptance of those interested in hearing the words of the Prophet. Shah Jahan had already given him instructions by letter for his way to the right official, and he walked there with a steady pace, thumb gliding over the seal of Jahan in his pocket.
Mughni walked into the city, noticing the guards at the gates and the crowd of farmers, traders, travellers and wanderers. A thick crowd this day as any other, according to his last guesthouse. Another day in the busy life of Nether Kingdom. "Praise be to Allah" he said to himself, woving to find a good spot to make his own for the sharing of belief and acceptance of those interested in hearing the words of the Prophet. Shah Jahan had already given him instructions by letter for his way to the right official, and he walked there with a steady pace, thumb gliding over the seal of Jahan in his pocket.
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