The She-Camel Bilad: Omani Folktale of the Sharqiyah Desert
The drought had grown so merciless across the sands of Central Sharqiyah that even the oldest Bedouin elders could not recall a harsher jafaf. Day after day, the desert wind blew hot and empty, carrying only dust and the faint smell of thirst. The tribe’s tents sagged like tired lungs, and the date palms along the wadi had already surrendered