Comhroinn Fuaime

hi<prosody pitch="high"><emphasis level="strong">[whisper] My dear brothers and sisters… Before the skies were raised… before the oceans were poured into their places… before the sun learned how to shine… before even the angels filled the heavens with their worship… Allah created something عظیم — something extraordinary. Allah created the Pen. And Allah commanded it: Write. The Pen asked: My Lord… what shall I write? Allah said: Write everything that will happentext</emphasis></prosody>