Shamharush and the Dervishes

My grandfather told me, and we were circling among a large crowd, in the midst of storytelling circles in the spacious square filled with circles that followed one another inside the wide circle of the square, so I drew a single diameter and various rays for it. He said: There was a storyteller, unlike all the storytellers, who only visits the square once a year, on the evening of every Eid al-Adha, so we started to look forward to his arrival every Eid evening. He was tall and imposing, wearing a red hat and a black woolen cloak.