The loaf of bread
While running on the streets of the old imperial city, Khaled looked back often, he was exhausted and wanted to stop, but his legs were still taking leaps and bounds as if of their own volition. while running, he stumbled upon a few people on the streets, who probably came out to sun themselves, the city hardly got sunny like it was today and they probably wanted to bask themselves. As Khaled stumbled, he fell, and his dirty looking rag tucked tightly in his armpit, holding the treasure he secured that sunny morning slipped from its place and a loaf of bread that fell out and was partially tampered upon by the people it stumbled upon. Khaled got up quickly, covered whatever bread remained in the rag, tucked it under the armpit, and started running again as only a child can run while holding a cache of prized goodies under its armpit. A couple of imperial guards who were loitering around, also probably basking in the sun, looked at the scene amused first at the when somebody yelled