Milia's response to her new husband Mansour and to the Arab World of
1947 is to close her eyes and drift into parallel worlds. Identities
shift. Present, past, and future mingle and merge: she finds herself
able to converse with the dead and foresee the future. As the novel
progresses in glimpses, Milia's dreams become more navigable than the
strange and obstinate reality in which she finds herself, and the two
realms grow ever more entangled. This wondrous tapestry of love, faith,
history, poetry, and vision cuts to the very heart of the deep-rooted
conflicts of the region and breaks new literary ground.