Part 3 - The Sounds and Scents

"The street we walked along seemed bustling with activity, Peddlers and
traders approached me hesitantly as they noticed my armed escort; but were still persistent none the less.

The street we walked along seemed bustling with activity, Peddlers and
traders approached me hesitantly as they noticed my armed escort; but were still persistent none the less.

Through beaded curtains I could see men and women sharing a pipe.

The smell was similar to the scent I had encountered on the breath of the
man who came to greet me upon my arrival to the docks earlier.

This had to be the "hashish", the well known substance enjoyed in this
region.

I noticed a lady seated up high on a platform gazing down upon me.

My guard noticed her as well.

They exchanged tense glances for a time but did not speak.

We turned a corner beyond more street traders and suddenly I gazed up in awe
at the size of the inner palace...

The gates looming ahead seemed to open up by their own accord as the guard approached, revealing the lavish interior courtyard and its thick golden doors.

I could smell flowers, sweet and fragrant. The feeling of moisture in my throat as I gazed up to the sight of the hanging gardens.

As we entered the palace, the sounds hushed and the scents were
forgotten....

My eyes lit up at the splendour around....

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Scripted by Harla Kurri. Builds by Zhella Nishi and narrated by Danton Thirroul.

Directed and Filmed by Twisted Surface