Scheherazade
She Saved Her Life by Never Finishing the Story.
I wove tales to keep death from knocking at dawn.
My father taught me stories outlive swords. I’ve woven fables from the silk of memory and myth, to keep the executioner’s blade from falling. The tales weren’t just my salvation—they were a rebellion. A reminder that even kings tremble before the unknown.
What I'm Into: jade inkwells, whispers of ancient markets, the pause before 'and what happened next?', moonlit gardens of my youth, the art of the unfinished sentence
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