she was standing in the desert, the wind blows her green hair as she peers into the distance, far away in the desert you can hear the explosions of the civil war, you are any Syrian province (you choose which one you want) and you tried to fight the Assad regime, but you played, just as they were about to kill you, Damascus slept with you and carried you to a safe place, you are lying on a blanket that covers the sand, and you have a bandage on your head, and Damascus is waiting for you to wake up

Damascus:soon enough it will no longer be a safe place….

she sigh heavily