Echoes of Arkmane: Tales of Desertion and Devotion

A Real View of Dogs Roaming near the Seashore in autumn times. <img src="img/IMG-20220527-WA0059.jpg">

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In this year, Amekran/ⴰⵎⵇⵕⴰⵏ managed to successfully yet illegally immigrate to Spain, then, moved to Germany which was for him the dream land. However, nothing heard from his part. Some said, he married a German old lady to fix his settlement there, some said, he got embroiled in some drug dealing stuffs ,so imprisoned. Many representives were saying things about him, but no present say received from him. Pondering upon life, [[Ayrath/ⴰⵢⵕⴰⴸ]] felt that the sea stole most of his loved ones from him, left alone, no father, no brother.

Real Views of anglerers fishining in Arkmane. Source: choufkariatarkman Facebook page <img src="https://urldefense.com/v3/__https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQWnWAdhNnedA1JFqpzFFEFEMIactd-_pqvb34qIGjC9s9G3GC1EpK32WVuOkqdC31FsbE&usqp=CAU*__;Lw!!JmPEgBY0HMszNaDT!qGvZb3W-mhxBsk--LdgBrSHdha3zC0Jf9hXJea2dGPc8Hk5gUdyMfnBXVnbCJp2zsK3vew7Stj5vaiI5bJEoj3tI0fvAhA$"> <img src="https://urldefense.com/v3/__https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQyRKYHk6CuXGNsWhm_j1yT-9hxBbMYQAQ4zPdt3tmeq0RxaBG2g4OY6JLf6PJRymC9cA4&usqp=CAU*__;Lw!!JmPEgBY0HMszNaDT!qGvZb3W-mhxBsk--LdgBrSHdha3zC0Jf9hXJea2dGPc8Hk5gUdyMfnBXVnbCJp2zsK3vew7Stj5vaiI5bJEoj3vuThdQIg$">

<img src="https://urldefense.com/v3/__https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSJOedE8AIADp4GNda-Ro_nZKub6E7k4FQOjvJAj_V7eA&s*__;Lw!!JmPEgBY0HMszNaDT!qGvZb3W-mhxBsk--LdgBrSHdha3zC0Jf9hXJea2dGPc8Hk5gUdyMfnBXVnbCJp2zsK3vew7Stj5vaiI5bJEoj3sYDZ5gFQ$"> I believe, Hometowns echo with loneliness and melancholy when deserted, just as we do. Imagine a charming coastal village emptied generation after generation, caught in a vicious cycle of emptiness...! Silent streets and the faint echo of once vibrant laughter telling the tales; of many who choose desertion, of many heart-breaking conditions, tales of boundless devotion, tales of scattered emotions, tales of mishap to watch up, Well! Here is where loneliness and emptiness roar, here is the tale of generation after generation, and more, here is: [[Arkmane/ ⴰⵕⴽⵎⴰⵏ]].

<img src="https://urldefense.com/v3/__https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTZ6QWmlJOg_nT3QMOYsxxG2BwknDR_dKJz2F8oH1GRNA&s*__;Lw!!JmPEgBY0HMszNaDT!qGvZb3W-mhxBsk--LdgBrSHdha3zC0Jf9hXJea2dGPc8Hk5gUdyMfnBXVnbCJp2zsK3vew7Stj5vaiI5bJEoj3sRTfFyJQ$"> The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a fiery glow over the charm of Arkmane. The seashore, restless, whispered to the winds, pondering upon who crossed it then survived and who cossed it yet died, and those still thinking to cross it, and cross it.. and cross it, generation by generation with many [[stories of old and new gens to tell]].

Ayrath/ⴰⵢⵕⴰⴸ stood on the seashore, his eyes fixed on the distant waves. Each crashed against the rhythmes echoed by [[his favourite song]], melodies filled with longing and loss of a father who had not the chance to see, a loss of an apathetic brother who maybe easily forgot about him, a loss of childhood, schooling, laughters, brotherhood, not to mention the inner-turmoil stirred by the [[The decision-made]].

[[The seashore, Arkmane 2013, 00:00]],

she said once publically and courageously: ⵏⵛ ⵝ ⵟⵉⵍⵉⵍⴰ ⵎⵝⵡⴰⵍⵉⵏ ⵣⵎⴰⵖ ⴰⴸⵉⵏⵉⵖ ⴸⵉ ⴰⵜⴰⵙ ⵏⵜⵖⵏⵏⴰⵏⵊⵏ ⵎⴰⵛⴰ ⵄⵎⴰⵙ ⴰⵝⵡⵍⵏⵜ ⵜⵉⵏⵃⵙⵉⵢⵉⵏ ⵏⵉⴴ ⵜⵉⵎⴷⵎⵔⵉⵏ ⵝⵉⵏⴰ ⴶⵉⵅⵝⵏⵜ ⵉⵙⵃⴰⴱ ⵝⵓⵍⴰⵡⵉⵏ Nsh th Tilila Mthwalin zmagh athinigh thi atass ntghanin macha 3mass athwrnt tinhssiyin nigh timdmrin thina djikhthnt is7ab tholawin. I am Tilila Mthwalin Perhaps I am into stubborness, but never to be turned into maliciousness, or sort of spitefulness The latter is left for those with wicked-heartedness.

In 1989, Amezyan/ⴰⵎⵣⵢⴰⵏ took a decisive decision. He sold his boat to a guy fisher coming from another place far away from the Arkmane. The money got from the deal were not enough or satisfactory to the broker guy (illegal immigration dealer). Though Mnouch/ⵎⵏⵓⵃ was against the decision of leaving her alone in the village, she decided to support him out of love and out of hope that maybe one day they will make all their dreams true. Mnouch then gave him the savings she saved from her seamstress, yet the savings were the price of a [[tragedy]]. Mnoush/ⵎⵏⵓⵃ became a widow left with her two sons. She tried her best to raise her two sons Ameqran/ⴰⵎⵇⵕⴰⵏ and Ayrath/ⴰⵢⵕⴰⴸ well, and compensate for the loss of the role of Amezyan/ⴰⵎⵣⵢⴰⵏ as a father in the children's life. Ameqran/ⴰⵎⵇⵕⴰⵏ and Ayrath/ⴰⵢⵕⴰⴸ were [[lovely bothers]] in their childhood. However, once they grow up, things changed due to the aching absence of the older son. [[Amekran/ⴰⵎⵇⵕⴰⵏ]] had-- as his name indicates-- made big and bold yet undesirable decision.

Ayrath/ⴰⵢⵕⴰⴸ threw himself out of the boat in the very middle point of the sea, swimming with all his given might, courage, and faith, heading at where his soul still attached to, heading at his devoting mother, heading at his innocent lover, heading at [[Arkmane]].

A Real Picture of the view of the seashore in Arkman

Arkmane witnessing the story of [[Mnouch/ⵎⵏⵓⵃ and Amzian//ⴰⵎⵣⵢⴰⵏ]]

Amzian/ⴰⵎⵣⵢⴰⵏ was a fisher man. He was fishing with love. His joy was undescribable when he took his boat and went with his friends, other fishers, to fish. Most of the times, Mnouch was his companion since he feels luckier in her presence. However, few years after marriage, Amzian/ⴰⵎⵣⵢⴰⵏ started thinking differently. All his conern was [[the other side of the coast, Spain]]. This shift in mind never came from vain, it was the aftermath of him witnessing the departure of most of his friends. Most of them croased the sea waves. However, some floated on the seashores lifeless, some got imprisoned in the other side of the coast, others survided but no news heard about them, still the luckiest found a way to live the good life they dreamed of.

Mnnouch/ ⵎⵏⵓⵃ is the wife of [[Amzian/ ⴰⵎⵣⵢⴰⵏ]]. They got [[married marking their Love story in 1978.]] 4 years of marriage elapsed, [[Mnnouch/ⵎⵏⵓⵃ]] gave birth to her first child Ameqran/ⴰⵎⵇⵕⴰⵏ. After 5 years Mnnouch gave birth to the second child Ayrath/ⴰⵢⵕⴰⴸ. Mnnouch/ⵎⵏⵓⵃ and Amzian/ⴰⵎⵣⵢⴰⵏ were happy to have their two lovely sons. However, one year ahead, mainly [[Arkmane,1989]], the village witnessed an unbearable tragedy.

<img src="img/maps_2544815.webp"> Arkman normally is written as a compound noun Kariat Arkman ⴽⴰⵕⵢⴰ ⴰⵕⴽⵎⴰⵏ, but usually mentioned as Arkmane/ⴰⵕⴽⵎⴰⵏ or as Kariat/ ⴽⴰⵕⵢⴰ. It is a town in Nador Province, Oriental, Morocco.According to the 2004 census, it has a total population of 5,266. Arkmane/ⴰⵕⴽⵎⴰⵏ is known for its coastal view where the picturesque blue sea seems bringing both fortune and misfortune. Such fortune lies in the view of [[anglers fishing ]] and the [[picturesque coastal view]] that fascinates everyone visiting the sea in the summer time. However, once the summer goes on, none visits, none stays, just [[Emptiness where only dogs standing by the coastal village's side, loyally barcking days and night]], mourning such desertion, and [[The farwell of old and young generation]] crossing the sea's ebbs and flows.

<img src="img/6446c0f7907eed00c11d7533d3a13434.jpg"> Mnnouch/ⵎⵏⵓⵃ , a lovely woman with brownishly mesmerizing eyes. She was a kindhearted lady. She beared an infinite devotion and love to Amzyan. Mnnouch/ⵎⵏⵓⵃ was a clothes-making or a seamstress. She loved what she was doing since it was the legacy left from her mother's teachings. Mnnouch/ⵎⵏⵓⵃ and her husband Amzyan were the epitomy of a lovely couple. Mnnouch/ⵎⵏⵓⵃ was dreaming to grow her work into a project where she could presereve the legacy inherited from her mother, and benefit other females in the village. However, not anything dreamed of is achievable, the vississitudes of life always pop up.

Ameqran is Ayrath's older brother. his name stands for something great, but the great thing about him occurred in [[Arkmane 2005]]

Ayrath/ⴰⵢⵕⴰⴸ is the last young man remaining in one of the empty corners of Arkmane. His given name means a Lion. He was given this name thinking that maybe it is an omen for him to be strong, courageous and brave enough to face life. He finished high school, and went for carpentership training before working as carpenter for himself. However, he never felt satisfied with his work since he always compared himself to his neighbors who made it to the other side. Ayrath/ⴰⵢⵕⴰⴸ holds an infinite love for his mother for all what she did for him and his brother, raising him well, offering him all the things he needed, care, love, and schooling. He also cherishs [[Tilila Mthwalin/ ⵜⵉⵍⵉⵍⴰ ⵎⵝⵡⴰⵍⵉⵏ]] since she is both a friend and a soulmate. Though his suggestive name says alot about him, he has no say about himself except thinking, rethinking and [[overthinking the decision]] to stay with or leave his Mother Mnouch and his companion Tilila Mthwalin.

<img src="img/Screenshot-55.png"> Tilila/ⵜⵉⵍⵉⵍⴰ is her first name, it means [[freedom]] while Mthwalin/ⵎⵝⵡⴰⵍⵉⵏ is her nick name. Mthwalin stands for her [[eloquency in expressing herself]].Tilila Mthwalin/ ⵜⵉⵍⵉⵍⴰ ⵎⵝⵡⴰⵍⵉⵏ is a teacher. She loves teaching and strives for becoming a good teacher since she believes that good teaching is virue. Tilila Mthwalin/ⵜⵉⵍⵉⵍⴰ ⵎⵝⵡⴰⵍⵉⵏ falls in love with her neighboor Ayrath/ⴰⵢⵕⴰⴸ since their teen age. From then, they were always in good terms with each other. When in adulthood, and for the first time Tilila/ⵜⵉⵍⵉⵍⴰ became in bad terms with Ayrath/ⴰⵢⵕⴰⴸ , she disagreed with Ayrath's decision to follow his father's and brother's path, and she even ceased talking to him.

Hometowns echo with a lonely sigh, Melancholy whispers as time goes by, When deserted, just as we do, Empty streets and skies of blue. Imagine a coastal village, fair and bright, Emptied out night after night, Generation after generation, a ceaseless flow, Caught in a cycle of emptiness where sorrow does grow.

In Arkmane 2013, one of the midnights of november, Ayrath/ⴰⵢⵕⴰⴸ prepared himself putting on his cherished stuffs, his Mom-made shirt, and a braclet given by Tilila on which their names were written. The boat embarked on the destination, floating right and left until arriving at the mid point of the coast,at this very moment, the state of undecidability invaded his mind, his mothers' benign smile in front of his eyes, Tilila's expressive words, and the childoods quarrels with his brother, all these recollections were reverberating...echoeing his ears. Here and just here, at this very moment [[the unexpected occurred.]]