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| log = Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, Isra gazes ruefully at the khimar in her hands. Her faint sigh is swallowed by the thunderous notes of the third Brandenburg Concerto from her bedroom. She runs long fingers over the fabric, soft, gray, and worn. Then she lifts her eyes to the image in the glass. Two ridged ivory horns, each almost eight inches in length now, sprout from her hairless skull just above her temples and sweep back, curving slightly outward. | | log = Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, Isra gazes ruefully at the khimar in her hands. Her faint sigh is swallowed by the thunderous notes of the third Brandenburg Concerto from her bedroom. She runs long fingers over the fabric, soft, gray, and worn. Then she lifts her eyes to the image in the glass. Two ridged ivory horns, each almost eight inches in length now, sprout from her hairless skull just above her temples and sweep back, curving slightly outward. | ||
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Vignette - The Mirror and the Veil | |
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Dramatis Personae | 2013-04-30 It's time to leave the hijab behind. |
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Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, Isra gazes ruefully at the khimar in her hands. Her faint sigh is swallowed by the thunderous notes of the third Brandenburg Concerto from her bedroom. She runs long fingers over the fabric, soft, gray, and worn. Then she lifts her eyes to the image in the glass. Two ridged ivory horns, each almost eight inches in length now, sprout from her hairless skull just above her temples and sweep back, curving slightly outward.
But you are life and you are the veil. Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror, But you are eternity and your are the mirror.”
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