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"It is the sound of the reed remembering the reedbed," the old man replied. "The reed was cut from its home, and now it cries to return. This İlahi is the soul’s map back to the Creator."

As the chant intensified, the words began to blur for Selim. It wasn't just "God, He is God" anymore. The rhythm— Allah Hu, Allah Hu —began to match the thumping in his own chest. Д°lahi Allah Hu Allah

Inside the courtyard, a circle of dervishes moved in a slow, rhythmic sway. There was no music at first—only the sound of breathing. Hu. Hu. Hu. "It is the sound of the reed remembering