Everything Changes — This Too Shall Pass

Long ago, in the heart of a dusty desert valley surrounded by golden hills, there stood a city called Arsaf.

In that city ruled a wise but restless king named Solomon. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle’s, yet often filled with worry.

He lived in a palace of white stone, with gardens full of date palms and sparkling fountains, where the sweet scent of jasmine floated in the air.

Solomon was generous and fair, but more and more he felt his heart could not find peace—sometimes great joy came to him, and then, without warning, sadness and unease.

One day, he called for the wisest man in all his lands—a gentle old sage with kind eyes named Khizr.