Somewhere along the Yangtze River, a small fork gives way to a shimmering pool of water. Above it, twin waterfalls like guarding emperors , spew forth a bubbling frothy wash. A young prince, with a cloak like an orange clouded sunrise on a white new born sky, feasts on falling red pomegranates with his three bronzed compatriots in tow. They bow to the prince, not so much for loyalty, but more for respect of what he will become. Beneath them green emerald sand, clumped into balls by the gentle tide, hold the trumpeters at bay. Deep underneath that, a web footed monster sits still in an earthen embrace... or something like that. This is week 5 of my Goldfish tank...
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PRICELESS.
