UNCLE JAWHAR'S STORIES OF TWILIGHT LOVE

As twilight descends, casting long shadows across the desert/sand dunes/plain, Uncle Jawhar would gather his eager/attentive/captivated more info audience around a flickering lamp/fire/torch. His voice, smooth/gravelly/resonant, would weave intricate/compelling/magical tales of love lost/found/yearned for, each whispered/shared/told under the watch