The Meeting of Races

The environment of Kurdistan stood as a testament to the resilience and harmony of nature amidst the tumultuous world. Nestled within the majestic mountains and sprawling valleys, Kurdistan bore the marks of a land blessed with both beauty and abundance. The natural landscape of Kurdistan was a tapestry of diverse ecosystems, painted with vivid colors and teeming with life. Dense forests, alive with the songs of birds and the rustling of leaves, carpeted the lower slopes of the mountains. Towering pines and ancient oaks reached towards the heavens, their branches providing shade to an array of flora and fauna. Mighty rivers, fed by the melting snowcaps atop the peaks, cut through the rugged terrain, their waters flowing with an untamed energy. These waterways, glistening under the sun’s gentle touch, nourished the land and sustained a vibrant array of aquatic life. The rivers meandered through the valleys, giving birth to fertile plains where crops thrived and sustained the Kurdish communities. In this fertile expanse, the Kurds cultivated a symbiotic relationship with the land. Terraced fields adorned the hillsides, meticulously sculpted by generations of Kurdish farmers. Wheat, barley, and other bountiful crops swayed gracefully in the gentle breeze, whispering tales of prosperity and sustenance. The air in Kurdistan carried a scent of purity, untouched by the pollutants that afflicted other regions. It was a precious elixir that invigorated the senses and breathed life into the souls of those fortunate enough to call Kurdistan home. The climate, moderated by the mountainous terrain, offered a pleasant respite from the scorching heat that plagued other lands affected by the cataclysm.

It was within this untouched and serene environment that a scout archer, perched high atop the watchtower, first beheld the approaching masses. The Kurdish environment, seemingly untouched by the cataclysmic forces that had ravaged other lands, stood as a stark contrast to the desperate journey undertaken by the refugees. It was a moment of revelation, where the fragility of their own homelands was laid bare before their eyes, and the allure of Kurdistan’s untouched beauty beckoned with the promise of sanctuary. Word spread like wildfire through the watchtowers of Kurdistan as the keen-eyed Kurdish scout archer caught sight of the immense migration approaching their mountainous realm. With each passing day, millions of desperate souls, Arabs and Turks, moved resolutely toward the sanctuary of Kurdistan, their weariness and hope etched upon their faces. The news reached the captain of the watchtowers, who, sensing the urgency, hastened to meet the weary refugees. The meeting between the captain and the newcomers was a profound moment of revelation and astonishment. The Arabs and Turks, having fled the cataclysm that had ravaged their homelands, were overwhelmed by the sight of a land untouched by the devastating forces they had left behind. Kurdistan stood as an oasis amidst the chaos—a place where nature still thrived, and the air remained untainted by the toxic atmosphere that had plagued their own lands. It was a sight that stirred a glimmer of hope within their hearts.

Recognizing the gravity of their situation, the refugees pleaded with the captain, hoping to find solace and shelter within the borders of Kurdistan. Their words carried the weight of desperation and the yearning for a chance to rebuild their shattered lives. The captain, though moved by their plight, understood the challenges that lay ahead. Realizing that a swift decision was necessary, the captain chose to grant them temporary refuge within the mountains of Kurdistan, while a definitive resolution was sought. The news was swiftly conveyed to the Kurdish leader of that time, who comprehended the immense scale of the arriving multitude and the impossibility of feeding such a vast number of people within the borders of the already settled regions. Taking into account the well-being of both the newcomers and the existing Kurdish population, the leader decided upon a compromise. The Arabs and Turks were directed to settle in areas surrounding Kurdistan, where the population was relatively sparse. These regions, though untamed and untamed, offered a chance for the refugees to make a living for themselves and build anew. It was a decision born out of necessity, an effort to balance compassion with the practicality of sustenance.

The Arabs and Turks, profoundly grateful for the hospitality and mercy bestowed upon them, embraced their assigned places with gratitude.