Where the Sky Drinks the Sea

This book began with a question I couldn't quite articulate - something about longing, about otherness, about how we speak to the world and how the world answers back. I didn't find an answer, but I found 40 stories. Each of these tales started as a flicker - an odd image, a curious contradiction, a moment that didn't fit neatly into reality. A bridge that forgets. A fox that writes. A boy who counts raindrops like prayers.
I followed them, and they led me somewhere mythic, symbolic, and still, somehow, familiar. These stories are not allegories in the strict sense. Nor are they parables. They are, perhaps, invitations - to look again at the mundane, and find it dreaming. I hope something in here speaks in your language - or in the one you've forgotten how to listen to.- Fazal Abubakkar Esaf