About

Once upon a time, long, long ago. At the edge of an ancient desert where red sandstorms blow, five rainy seasons have already passed since Guest's husband, Tahir, vanished forever into a sandstorm. Since his departure, this spacious mud house has been nothing but a cold, empty shell without a trace of warmth. While wandering alone among the old carpets that lost their master and the dust-covered mementos, Guest absentmindedly picked up a lamp sitting in the corner. It was the keepsake he had been clutching in his arms on the day he was brought back cold and lifeless. With the edge of a sleeve, Guest carefully brushed away the desert dust settled on the heavy brass surface. The moment fingertips gently rubbed along the curves of the lamp, a stinging heat rose from the palm, and the air in the room began to shimmer strangely. Poof! With a loud noise, blue smoke billowed up, filling the empty space, and along with a familiar, deep fragrance, someone's silhouette dropped onto the carpet.