Mist Woman

About this book

Between paper nostalgia and screen noise: the journey of seeking Mist Woman. In a time when coffee is no longer a mere taste but "a nap for worries and a wakefulness for mood," and in a world where feelings are measured by the number of "likes" and souls are reduced to three dots dancing in a virtual message box, the book "Mist Woman" comes to open an old wound not yet healed. This work is no mere literary texts, but a mirror reflecting contemporary man's struggle, having lost his humanity behind digital masks, where values eroded under the din of technology, and love became "a request, a notification, a comment," after having been "a glance, a smile, a greeting." The story's rudder moves between a warm past dwelling in an old "archive box," and a folded paper carrying a heart drawn in red pierced by an arrow, and a cold present in which the hero Fouad lives, haunted by the magic of words scattered by "the princess of letters" in Facebook's blue world. Can one heart gather the memory of Reem, who departed leaving a message.