Before the Gates of Alahsar - 2nd Version - 2

Continuation........... On the second level, merchants homes and shops arrayed, here were homes, of richer bearing, belonging to the more powerful, mini palaces, with minarets adorning their heads, of purest gold, the scents of the orient, here they did waft on the air, intoxicating. Each scent mingled with the next, inducing peace, a gentle narcotic, Listen, mighty ones, the sounds of trade ever singing, these mini palaces had indoor bathing facilities for the inhabitants, beautiful mini gardens, behind these dwellings, such beauty. Now look, see in your mind's eye, level three, the communal gardens, they were lush, green areas, surrounded by Kaleidoscopic colour, there were shapes and descriptions, of all kinds of exotic plants, they seemed, painted onto this scene, by a master's hands. so skillfully crafted, these gardens of love, peaceful to the mind, there were trees of mighty girth, lifting their many arms in praise of the Gods, there were secluded, hidden areas, those areas for lovers to be left alone, indeed, I, as your Bard, I tell you, all desires were catered for. On the fourth level, homes for the palace staff, grandiose buildings, virtual palaces, as close as could be to the merchant's homes in style, from golden window casings, the Badicha plain could be viewed complete, the inhabitants blessed, the splendour of love's dreams theirs. In dwellings fit for mighty kings, they lived out their lives. within your minds, know that all knew love and joy within Alahsar, These homes had larger bathing areas within, sounds of joy did ever sound within each dwelling, happy people. Lords and Ladies, lift up your horns to the splendour that is Alahsar, to that most beautiful jewel, under a low, midnight sun, on level five, the king's palace and its vast gardens stand-alone, the great golden glory, of he, known only as the golden king. Lift up your horns, all you who hearken to my words, drink the blessed mead and in your hearts, ever, Alahsar remember, In one mighty cry may our voices be heard, "Glory And Honour!!!" Oh, golden king, your mighty kingdom lives, Look down mighty king, on all that is yours, your glorious name through ancient tales remembered, in infamy or glory, this tale shall tell. We look back, into an ancient world, long forgotten, the golden dream of Alahsar facing its greatest trial, now, hearken close my Lords and Ladies, while my tale unfolds, come to the greatest wonder, Alahsar. To Be Continued..........