Tales of Tung Tung sahur
No one is entirely sure what this book is about.
That includes the characters, the narrator, and occasionally the author.
Tales of Tung Tung Sahur is a collection of stories that may or may not be connected, featuring events that definitely should not be happening and people who are not equipped to deal with them. Time behaves inconsistently, logic resigns frequently, and reality responds poorly to questions.
At the center of many of these incidents is Tung Tung Sahur—a figure whose presence alone seems to disrupt systems, schedules, and common sense. He does not explain himself. He does not solve problems. He mostly stands there while things escalate on their own.
Some tales involve missing mornings.
Some involve sound becoming physical.
Some involve trials where no one knows the charge.
Others involve entirely different problems that probably could have been avoided if someone had left earlier.
Recurring across these stories are unreliable authorities, overly confident explanations, objects with opinions, and situations that get worse the moment someone tries to fix them. There is no overarching quest, no guaranteed continuity, and no promise that anything will be resolved properly.
The only consistent rule is that things will happen, explanations will not help, and the cycle will continue—out of habit, not necessity.
This book is a parody fantasy, an absurd experiment, and a record of events that make sense only if you stop expecting them to.
The author does not know where it is going.
The characters do not know what they are doing.
The reader is advised to proceed anyway.
