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| The sun is slowly climbing down from the abrasive yellow sky |
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| The evening clouds find each other and get reacquainted |
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| The tear-stained ocean carelessly sloshes against obsidian boulders |
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| …and Owl waits. |
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| Soon the moon will rise and her day will begin. |
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| detail: a sleeping dignitary |
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| same as above only reversed to negative |
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| Transporting a sleeping dignitary inks |
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| monkeys gathering coconuts |
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| Now what? |
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| Life is a playground! |