Imaginary Beach
The beach I saw one day may be a dream. A miraculous beach that seems to be somewhere in this world, but is nowhere to be found.
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The sound of stones rolling echoes.
The ripples on the water gently stroke the soul.
An imagined shore.
A beach shimmering in rainbow colors—surely a mirage. Yet, in the corner of the room lies a single beautiful stone, glinting with that same elusive magic.
The shimmering surface of the imaginary stony shore ripples softly. Though the stones remain silent, they hold stories spanning tens of thousands, even millions of years.
Twelve stones like coated nuts dropped into water. Memories captured in stones. From the sea of Fukui.
Shallow Waters Where Planets Roll
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