My new Purpose

The park was full of Muslim women, the breeze fluttering their long, colourful, flowing dresses, but as the women chatted to each other, some speaking Arabic, others in English, all of them had something in common.

They hadn't been Muslims before...whatever magic transformed them, men and women alike, transforming them, altering their skin tones, their eye colours until they were of Eastern descent, and their minds transformed as well.

Gone were Western values, replaced by Eastern traditions, memories of fictional parents as reality transformed and warped around them, as they accepted Islam as their religion.