As the sun sets on the lands of Dar Maghreb, you can hear the echoes of the last call to prayer far off in the distance, faded
like a familiar memory somewhere in the outer reaches of your mind. As the
sky passes twilight and the last lingering rays disappear from the horizon,
right before your eyes a gradual, yet steady metamorphosis has occurred.
The fevered pace of day has slowly given way; and with the shroud of
night an even faster pace appears. The nights of Marrakesh are a heightened
ecstasy for your olfactory senses - coupled with all the sights, sounds and
tastes, they part a thousand years of history and climax in a sensory overload....
