Bleiphen Air.
The bottom of a fall, in Bleiphen Pearl, is puddled. A bubble is humble there. A surface is far from the light, running. The under is dark and collected. The light casts and hologram answers, afar. Sphere propagation bounces and dark fountains occur, afar. Slowing, the surface, extends to become white water, afar. The deep, quickened in extension, is too, white, afar. Black bubble is humble, from afar. Night afar brings black white bubble. Puddle surface, see not Pop. Dandy, dandy, dandy, belated drench. Air.
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