Drip, drip, plop! Water falls into a puddle, collecting into an ever growing thing. Perhaps, someday, a pond. Now, though, it is small and shallow. Resting at it's bottom are little pearl-like things. Each is white or a blue so light it could be. Some are nearly perfect spheres others are tear drops.  |
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