1001 Breeding Nights

Once upon a time, there was a vast kingdom ruled by a powerful king. In his arrogance, he asked the gods to let him live and rule forever, as there was no king as great as him before and there would never be after. The gods agreed, but with one condition: His son has the right to inherit the throne, so if he asks for it, the King must not deny his request.

Being fearful and angry, he decided that no woman shall bear his heir.

Then he ordered his Vizier to bring him every night a young and virgin girl, whom he ravished and, when the night had passed, be executed the next morning, before she has a chance to give birth.

Eventually, the Vizier could not find any more virgins. Sarah, the Vizier's daughter, offered herself as the next bride and her father reluctantly agreed.

When the King wished to take the young girl, she began to weep, so that he asked: ‘What ails you?’ She answered: ‘O my King, I have a little sister and I would say my farewells to her.’ So the King sent for the little sister, who came and threw herself upon the neck of Sarah and lastly cowered down beside the bed.

Then the King rose and, taking the maiden Sarah, ravished her virginity.

Afterward, they spoke together and the little sister said to Sarah: "Tell us, my sister, some of your tales of marvel, so that the night may pass pleasantly.’ And Sarah answered: ‘Gladly and as a duty if the great and courteous King permits.’ When the King heard these words and was moreover unable to sleep, he was in no way averse to listening to the tale of Sarah.

And Sarah began the following tale:

"Oh, imagine a land, it's a faraway place

Where the caravan camels roam

Where you wander among every culture and tongue

It's chaotic, but, hey, it's home

When the wind's from the East

And the sun's from the West

And the sand in the glass is right

Come on down, stop on by

Hop a carpet and fly

To another breeding night

A breeding night

Like a breeding day

More often than not are hotter than hot

In a lot of good ways

A breeding night

Like a wonderful dream

This mystical land of magic and sand

Is more than it seems

There's a road that may lead you

To good or to greed through

The power your wishing commands

Let the darkness unfold or find fortunes untold

Well, your destiny lies in your hands

Only one may enter here

One whose worth lies far within

A diamond in the rough

A breeding night.."