reality whispers a different tune underwater
we are always together. there are not as many of us as there were back in the woods, but... The lights pulse as if some separate conversation might be taking place. we are happy with our choice to come here.
Pulsing and sifting, the spheres drift closer. Free of nearly any distinguishing characteristics, they look like a mixture of jelly and starlight, held together by a thin but strong membrane.
thank you.
Pulsing and sifting, the spheres drift closer. Free of nearly any distinguishing characteristics, they look like a mixture of jelly and starlight, held together by a thin but strong membrane.
thank you.
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