gigglebutton — Paradise?
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Flowers grace the creamy columns as the bright blue water washes up against the sand, the sand that slowly turns into stairs. The marble floors are washed clear by the tide. Vines and flowers grow in the sifting dunes, and the soft billows of fabric hang from the ceiling, swooping down to grace the open air. Small little pedestals and channels link together miniature lakes and valleys, with thumb-sized trees and twinkling streams finer than a silver chain. At the end of the long open corridor filled with cool sweet air and sun, there is a dais with an apple tree with silver blossoms and the sweetest paper leaves. Its fruit is small, sweet, and the color of grapefruit. Its roots pierce the marble, bringing its strength from someplace secret and ancient. Ropes of diamonds and rose quartz are draped through the branches, and thick plush rugs cover the platform in swirling lavenders, creams, blues, grays, and lightest greens. There are small tables, adorned with gauzy scarves that hold birch platters of fruit of every nation. The sweetest water sits in low, simple flutes, and loaves of bread are laid aside, with their thick aroma spicing the air. Cushions are placed by the carved tables in intriguing patterns and catching pastels. A statue of purest glass stands attentive at every pillar, gazing softly upon the clear flowers held in their sparkling hands. The sun shines through it all, and the ocean softly rushes against the marble stairs.
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