رواية أوبال

A group of horses was running in exquisite harmony, on one beat, the sounds of their hooves sweeping the ground in harmony with the successive hearts of their hearts. Thin, and the rainbow sprouted decorates the sky page and shakes hands with the skyline from afar. The midst of a mare among them was the rattle of his companions, with pure, pungent voices, and then progressed, and they pursued it until they finally reached a broad green garden. If I were horses, I would have ignored them, and if I were human, I would have also neglected them. Those voices that came when their calms calmed down were not horse sounds, they were human voices!

Hanan Lasheen
Born in 1971
The Egyptian Arabic Republic
Veterinarian holding a Bachelor of Veterinary Medicine
From the Faculty of Veterinary Medicine, Alexandria University
She has published several articles