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517 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 1, 2026
The rahat al-hulqum that Master Asharan had dreamed into being, that he had given to Rahat for a name he thought fitting – it tasted like bliss. Like sunlight on fragrant petals, rich and redolent, vivid, unmistakable. It tasted of the sweetness in Master Asharan’s smiles, and the delight in his kisses.
“Never be ashamed to be yourself,” he said. “You are Rahat; you are comfort and rest and the sweetness of ease. A soft warm pillow for a lazy hunting-cat in the sunbeam, a cushion against the world’s sharp edges. Let me savor you exactly as you are.”
“You’re right, of course,” Faraj said, blinking hard at the blurring of his vision, trying not to allow himself tears. “Of course you’re right. Of course you would have to question it. But how can I ever prove that my new thoughts might simply be my own?