Particles of my voice swiftly sail the thin air then bounce down caves and into your mind's projector. A whisper of grains emulsify and play your perception of sound memory. My words of wine and cheese are generously placed on a blanket covered beach. Then with the tide they hide and fade beyond the bright of watchfire rays. If my speech becam a screech a spark could fly into a fireball's reach. Upon your shallow breath anchors drop for faint tones breach. In my words view is an approaching beast sliding through cracks and floating down waves of tangled echoes.
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