Pebble by pebble, the story came together.
Pebble by pebble, the river traced its path.
Pebble by pebble, it all unfolded.
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The story came together in front of my eyes. It was unlike any other story that I had seen before. It was pristine in its simplicity. Captivating in its boldness. And mesmerizing in its presentation. It was no ordinary story. And it came together pebble by pebble.
The river traced its path through this story. It came out of nowhere and gently went over each pebble. Drowning them and taking them into its great expanse. Into the story that it was. It was creation and recreation at the same time. And it traced its path pebble by pebble.
It all unfolded as everything happened everywhere. A perfectly synchronized harmony that is life, played in the background. And the background melted and slowly everything started to fall into its own. Each was seen for what it was and the whole did not exist anymore. And it all unfolded pebble by pebble.