Wow. You give Ali such a passionate and poetic voice. I can't help but compare this to the Bedouin practice of writing poetry to express feelings that could not be spoken. His sentiments here tie in so well to his last scene, when he leaves Lawrence and is caught weeping by Auda. "If I fear him who love him, how must he fear himself who hates himself." Heartbreaking.

This is pretty well-written from Ali's perspective. I think that you captured most of his ruminations accurately to the movie. I just wish that your story was longer. :)

"I should like to tell him, just once, that I loved him best of all."

Ouch. Oh, Ali ...

This is ... *shivers*. The ache and the melancholy of Ali's pride warring with his sense of loss is perfect. The way Ali's feelings for Lawrence and his feelings for the desert mix into each other is subtle and effective - if the desert is a test of faith for Ali's people, then Lawrence is no less a test for Ali. Well done.