My grandmother once swore that she had seen an ifrit, or perhapsa marid, late one evening, on the ed
My grandmother once swore that she had seen an ifrit, or perhapsa marid, late one evening, on the edge of the desert. We all told her that it was just a sandstorm, a little wind, butshe had seen its face.And itseyes, like yours, were burning flames. -- source link
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