from Arabian Nights
Though not any marketplace or any story in particular, this is to evoke the atmosphere of the world of the Arabian Nights.
Thanks to Ash of the Fallen Moon for original inspiration.
I found this poem I thought was cool:
A tent with rustling breezes cool
Delights me more than palace high
And more the cloak of simple wool
Than robes in which I learned to sigh.
The crust I ate beside my tent
Was more than this fine bread to me;
The wind's voice where the hill-path went
Was more than tambourine can be.
And more than purr of friendly cat
I love the watch-dog's bark to hear
And more than any lubbard fat
I love a Bedouin cavalier!
- by the Lady Maisun about 650 AD, translated by Reynold A. Nicholson
Tietjens, Eunice, et al. “The Bedouine Scorns Her Husband the Caliph.” Poetry of the Orient: an Anthology of the Classic Secular Poetry of the Major Eastern Nations, A.A. Knopf, 1934, pp. 33.
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List of audio files used:
- andean flute melody by *)
- Camel Talk by acclivity from http://freesound.org +)
- Arab Talk by domingus from http://freesound.org +)
- Tribal Drums by HerbertBoland from http://freesound.org +)
- Urban Tribal Drums by Hiriak from http://freesound.org +)
- Crowd Talking Outside* by http://freesound.org +)
- Bouzouki by http://www.freesound.org/people/xserra/ +)
- Single Horse Carriage by j_o_j +)
*) Soundsnap.com license