As my friends Ibrahim, Hossam, and I were walking among the rubble of the houses, we came across a library. We entered and found many books—it was like discovering a precious treasure.

In this thread, I’d like to write a brief paragraph about each book we found.

The first book is The World of Ornament:

The book covers a wide range of ornamental designs inspired by historical elements dating back to ancient times, including jewelry, tiles, stained glass, illuminated manuscripts, textiles, and ceramics. These designs encompass styles from various cultures and civilizations, such as: Egyptian, Greek, Roman, Etruscan, Asian, Middle Eastern and European (from the Middle Ages to the 19th century)...+ The Second book: “The Heart of Man” is a novel by the Icelandic author Jón Kalman Stefánsson, and it is the third part of the trilogy “Heaven and Hell.” This novel takes the young boy, the main character, by the hand and leads him toward the crucible he longed to merge into, after reaching the pinnacle of awareness, beyond which there is only silence. The boy survives the wrath of the sea and snow, and is drawn back to the coastal town, where he firmly plants his feet amidst its contradictions and all the virtues and vices it teems with. The town, battered by winds and scorched by frost, survives off the sea and perishes within it. Its people draw strength from the towering mountains, and tenderness seeps into their hearts from its green meadows that pierce the rock like dreams. This book is considered an essential exploration of life, love, desire, lust, and a challenge to death. It combines sublimity and simplicity, with words born from the heart of a poet and the insight of a philosopher. The Heart of Man is a musical piece from a distant island, played on the strings of life..+
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Horrific testimonies from the massacre of Mawasi Khan Younis committed by Israel on July 13th:

1_ "My son asked me to bring him his severed leg so he could say goodbye to it. Based on his request, I returned in the afternoon to check the place, but I couldn't find his leg." ..+ 2_ "I was carrying an empty pot, heading to the nearby soup kitchen from my tent to get some food for my family. Suddenly, the color of the sky changed, and daylight was replaced by darkness and dust. I fainted briefly, and every time I tried to get up,..+

This story is different from all the other stories I've told. My cousin, the legend Hidaya Hamad. She was the volunteer manager at the Red Crescent in Khan Yunis, where the building was sheltering around 15,000 displaced people..+

Every night before bed, she would take a round among the displaced people and ask if they needed anything, fulfilling their needs. She was the first to go to the Rafah border crossing to secure humanitarian aid for the people of Gaza..+

Massacre

When you see this word, you might find it difficult to grasp its full meaning or envision its true form. Perhaps you have seen on your phone a house collapsing on its residents, or a child whose entrails were left in the hallway between the kitchen and the bedroom..+ unreachable by rescuers, and fully decomposed over time. Perhaps you have seen fully decomposed bodies, with a mother holding her child's head and a wife lying on what remains of her husband's rib cage. Maybe you have finally seen a headless child..+