Spider Thread – The first episode – ✍️ Awad Allah Nawi
* Port Sudan – July 2025 after JC *
– I said to my fertilizer, and I read in the black memory book:
Have you heard of this man who was walking behind his boss when you walk behind the foot?
He rocked his ear, as usual, when he remembered the calamities and said:
Do you want to tell me about the servant who was watered by his right and poisoned the root with his left?
I said:
On the contrary, on the authority of a man who was opened at the door before being touched, and who was delivered to him before being welcomed, then turned against his Lord, and he turned against him.
The donkey said:
What crazy?!
I said:
Crazy authority, friend of the palaces, carrying a narrow costume and a large smile … He was the director of his master office, even if he could, he planted his eyes around him, made the phone a bars, and the visit a trap, and the praise of a report.
He said:
O I wonder! Does the betrayal of houses start shoes? Or the eyes of the servants?
I said I sighed:
He was not a servant … He was a sticky shade, breathing with the president, coughs when he coughs, laughs if people laughed, but he recorded everything and smiled when he stabbed.
He said:
And who taught him the thing?
I said:
He sat for a long time in the breast of the Gulf, learning from the blame of sand and the magic of silence, until he became more dangerous than the pistol and the most cunning of the serpent.
He looked at me carefully, then he said:
I understood … he was the one who was a military without battle, diplomat without ambassador and a man of secrets, but he does not keep a secret.
I said:
He is an individual … He combined many titles, but he was only good to weave the wires.
He said:
And who signed the president?
I said:
A thread of these strands … Soft, transparent, similar to loyalty but is poisoned by betrayal.
The donkey smiled and said:
Has the palace fell with a cannon?
I said:
On the contrary, with a memo, with a seal, with a recorded call, silently stabbed the rear.
Then he suddenly asked me:
And now?
I said:
Now he has returned to extend his thread again, flirt with another prey … has not yet taken place, but it approaches the network.
He said:
Have you seen a softening spider?
I said:
I rather saw those who have been imagined that his thread is silk, when it comes from the saliva of betrayal.
The donkey laughed for a long time and said:
We, my friend, get their shoulders to wear the weight of people … As for some of you, your shoulders roll to stab from above.
Then he went … not in the barn, but to a distant shadow, and he said before disappearing:
* – The formation does not start when the castles fall, but when the sons enter between the leaders of the leaders. *
