Scene 1 – Dawn of the Prophecy
Saturday morning was about to be born as the timid rays of the sun began to creep across the edges of the desert. The air lay still, heavy with a mysterious silence that shrouded the Palace of Shams al-Duhur, that majestic fortress which had regained its grandeur after the return of Azarukh, King of Fire, to his throne surrounded by molten lava and smoke, following his devastating victory over the Blood Djinn and the destruction of their cursed kingdom.
Deep within the palace, where the walls seemed to breathe fire and shadows writhed like serpents, Zahark the Djinn — the loyal servant of Shams al-Duhur — returned to report on the ruin of the abandoned City of Blood.
Upstairs, Shams al-Duhur sat with his customary dignity on his colossal chair, carved from
