Selling her father's house and Khadija's only hope for escape from the village

In the darkness of the remote villages, Khadija is wandering alone; her heart beats like a wounded bird in a cage. Her father's house, the last piece of hope, has now become a stone around her neck... a stone that she must sell to be free. But every door she knocks on is closed on her. The people's terrifying whispers pierce her ears like thorns: "The village that the Khan owns is a cemetery of dreams." Her heart is filled with anger and despair; it is as if the black sky of destiny has collapsed on her head. Her whole being screams: Hojjat! Where is Hojjat? Is he still breathing under this sky? Or has he been swallowed up by the dirty traditions and traps of the second Maryam? Khadija has sworn... either she will find him alive, or she will take her revenge on all the chains of this cursed geography. Time is a cruel enemy and every second brings death closer. Does… #Rebellion_against_tradition #Khadija_alone_in_the_whirlwind #The_last_hope_of_the_father's_house #Khan_struck_village #Victim_of_dirty_traditions #Where_is_the_argument #Escape_or_death #Love_against_dark_traditions #The_inaccessible_things_of_freedom #The_wrath_of_destiny #The_curse_of_geography #Flying_from_the_cage #Maryam_the_second_wife Hunter #Resistance_until_the_last_breath #Life_on_the_run #A_world_turned_into_the_wreck #Searching_for_a_savior #Village_taboos #Thirst_for_liberation #Khan's_nightmare #Battle_with_the_spectre_of_death #Captive_love #Scream_in_the_silence #Where_is_the_end_of_the_road #Fire_of_revenge #Hope_in_the_whirlpool #Butterfly_in_the_storm #Last_breaths