Black Arabic script with the English line be at peace, not in pieces beneath it, shown as a lettering design on a white background.

Arabic and English peace quote

Lettering · Black and grey · Flash

The image shows two lines of text on a plain white background. The upper line is Arabic script in bold black characters, and the lower line is the English translation set in a serif typeface. The lettering is crisp and evenly spaced, with the Arabic line larger and centred above the smaller English line.

Lettering Arabic script Peace Quote Text

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Karim, the brass tray came back from the mender on Tuesday, and you were right about the crack. He soldered it along the rim and then, without asking me, ran a thread of copper through the dent where Mama's thumb used to rest. It looks like a river on a map now. I have it on the counter by the kettle, where the light from the yard catches it at six.

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The market has been quiet since the dock gates closed. Three families packed up for the Ring stations and left their chairs out in the rain, and nobody has the heart to bring them in. Yusuf still sells dates from the crate by the fountain, but he weighs them with his back to the street now, as if someone might grab the scale. I told him to stop watching the gate and start watching the people. He laughed and said in this city those were the same job.

You asked on the comm whether I am staying for the shop or because of the old quarrel between us. Both, I suppose, though the quarrel is smaller than it was. Mama used to say the trouble with a family is that everyone wants to be whole at the same time, so everyone breaks. I think she meant we should be gentler with each other's edges.

Come home when the transport runs again. I will keep the kettle on and the tray where the light finds it, and we can argue about the copper until neither of us remembers who started. Her words are still painted on the shutter, faded now to the colour of weak tea: be at peace, not in pieces. Write soon.