Its range, a vast opal-blue set against a backdrop of strato-cumulus
A never ending reach of possibility and memory, dripping of the end in the imagination of an explorer--
Undulating manifestations of tidal pull and inertia as its rolling power glides over soft-bed universes--
An organic being sways under false pretense, imagining its meager hold on this aquatic reality as more power than possible.
He pushes, he pumps, he races, he catches. He flows with it and it forces him into a state of altered existence.
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