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ray of sunlight, through a small opening in the cave, touches red frog and
waterstrider, anouncing a new breeding cycle. Stamping wakes what is fertile.
Pulsating sound marks invisable time, echoeing the creator. When live is
in danger, magic lines connnect with the blessings of a healing sun. Weaving
together the energies of heaven and earth is not without risk. It can unleath
powers of doom. What has been created over generations becomes a dessert
in seconds, leaving us with brandishing images of thermic rays. Life on
earth will not come to an end, however harsh it is. What destroys also creates... |