The sounds of a gust of wind shoving a crisp umbrella to the mountain tops.
The sound of a chanting drum clouded over a desert of stone.
A waving submarine framing in the purple sky.
The sounds of wide eyed faces staring at you from behind the darkness.
A shield sleeve rocket blasting into a bright golden night.
The sound of a loop of rowdy leaves swirling in a tremble.
Glittering waterfalls rippling into the shine below.
The sound of a flakey match rubbing against the salty sand of fire.
What a nice sound.
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