The Book Censor's Library

by Bothayna Al-Essa

Imagination had truly begun to shrivel and fade away, proving that if you control a human being’s circumstances, you can drive their development in a certain direction.

What would happen when everyone found out that the only person capable of understanding the truth was a five-year-old girl caked in baby powder?

Parliaments were filled with the worst possible human beings—drunkards, thieves, degenerates—all because people voted for them. He had never been a fan of the idea. But if all those people had demanded democracy, he didn’t understand how the democracies could fall, giving birth to the New World. The old man had smirked when he asked him. “That’s because democracy was never truly established.”