I was day dreaming about wonderful coloured sand. Like the sand people put in fishbowls sometimes. The volcano reds and mermaid blues. And seashells big enough to sleep in. And when the sun has grown tired and fallen away the moon would appear and cast a wonderful glow on the sand. It would look like magic. An intoxicating magic that would steal your breathe away, but only for a moments time.
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