sparkly, shiny, shimmering jewels…
from origins unknown…
appearing before me…
in heaps and bounds.
colors unimagined reveal themselves,
their light refract and reflect off smooth surfaces.
they form a large hill, filling a chamber wall-to-wall.
at the very top sits an especially astounding jewel.
a dynamic, glowing triangular prism of every hue,
like a dancing rainbow trapped in a glossy cage.
its sharp edges shine the brightest,
and unlike every other jewel,
it produces a vibrant, crystallic sound…
like melodic shrieking in a cave of glass.
the reverb shakes my bones,
compelling me to come closer.
as i climb the pile of jewels,
my eyes remain transfixed on this particular beauty.
it speaks to me in a foreign language,
tonally i can translate its intentions:
DESIRE.
that begins to chant in my brain.
the jewel’s shrieking grows louder…
and nearer… until…
i’m within arms reach.
and from within the jewel,
a shadowy figure moves amongst waves of rainbow.
are they stuck? trapped? alone?
i pick it up, and the shrieking ends.
the shadow disappears. the glowing fades away.
i shake the jewel, desperate to recover its magic,
but in a matter of moments, it becomes just a rock.
i bring it down with me to the floor of the chamber,
it feels heavier than expected.
yet all of its charm eludes my grasp.
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