A mind warped by betrayal, madness permeates from the depths of heartache.

A command is passed, all pleas at rationality flow through to no avail

the accord of the kingdom is disrupted, the horror of it imbues with fervour,

the dusk greets a veiled bride, the dawn mourns a cloaked cadaver!

It happens for days, he never lifts the veils,

each death a guilt the monster in him feeds on,
and on which the human refuses to dwell,

till there comes a fair maiden, whose veil the wind betrays,

who teaches him humanity with a thousand nights of spun tales!

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And this is ofc the poetic telling of Shahryar and Shahrazade!

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Love,
Pratyusha