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An amorphous cave hides behind a cascading flow of crystalline blue, sparkling and shining like radiant glass. Inside the incandescent cave, an effervescent and ephemeral scent of dulcet cinnamon coalesces into the air of the inside of this seemingly halcyon cave. The feelings, the emotions, the sights, all too inexorable in it's ineffable reality. It calls out, with it's mellifluous and beautiful, languid and sirenic voice, incandescent with epiphany, "Come child of man, meet me, greet me, welcome me, me as the idyllic felicity some dare to even dream of, and then let me embrace you and enrapture you and encompass you in my incorporeal and frozen, evanescent tranquility." This ephemeral and serene cave now even murmurs and sings a tranquil symphony suffused with rhapsodic zeniths. It... It truly was ephemeral... A horrible shriek, a shrill and a repulsive and repugnant and rancid smell. A decrepit cacophony of hollow, anguished wailing and screaming. Pain at my soul, and a harsh, hoarse and coarse voice filled with slaughter and cataclysm. A grotesque, hirsute maladroit leech, visceral and shunned from everything and everyone, even the Earth itself...
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Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 12:55 PM UTC
The Ephemeral-Epiphany Cave Of Traps
An amorphous cave hides behind a cascading flow of crystalline blue, sparkling and shining like radiant glass. Inside the incandescent cave, an effervescent and ephemeral scent of dulcet cinnamon coalesces into the air of the inside of this seemingly halcyon cave. The feelings, the emotions, the sights, all too inexorable in it's ineffable reality. It calls out, with it's mellifluous and beautiful, languid and sirenic voice, incandescent with epiphany, "Come child of man, meet me, greet me, welcome me, me as the idyllic felicity some dare to even dream of, and then let me embrace you and enrapture you and encompass you in my incorporeal and frozen, evanescent tranquility." This ephemeral and serene cave now even murmurs and sings a tranquil symphony suffused with rhapsodic zeniths. It... It truly was ephemeral... A horrible shriek, a shrill and a repulsive and repugnant and rancid smell. A decrepit cacophony of hollow, anguished wailing and screaming. Pain at my soul, and a harsh, hoarse and coarse voice filled with slaughter and cataclysm. A grotesque, hirsute maladroit leech, visceral and shunned from everything and everyone, even the Earth itself...
Big words are used. Amorphous: indefinite, shapeless Cascade: steep waterfall Cacophony: confused noise Cataclysm: flood, catastrophe, upheaval Coalesce: unite, or fuse Decrepit: worn-out, run-down Dulcet: sweet Effervescent: bubbly Enrapture: delighted Ephemeral: fleeting Epiphany: revelation Ethereal: celestial, unworldly, immaterial Evanescent: fleeting Felicity: happiness, pleasantness Grotesque: distorted, bizarre Halcyon: care-free Hirsute: hairy Hoarse: harsh, grating Leech: parasite, Maladroit: clumsy Idyllic: contentedly pleasing Incorporeal: without form Incandescent: glowing, radiant, brilliant, zealous Ineffable: indescribable, unspeakable Inexorable: relentless Iridescent: luster Languid: slow, listless Mellifluous: smooth, sweet Rancid: offensive, smelly Repugnant: distasteful Repulsive: disgusting Shriek: sharp, screeching sound Shrill: high-pitched sound Shun: avoid, ostracize Slaughter: butcher, carnage Serene: peaceful Tranquility: peacefulness Visceral: crude, anatomically graphic Zenith: highest point
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Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 12:55 PM UTC
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