Purple Fountain
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"Just as I had begun drifting off, I saw a bright red and purple in the pond. Opening my eyes, I saw that there was a red liquid, harshly moving by the fountain's streams, as waves do in a big tropical storm. The scarlet water turned into a lovely violet. I smiled, knowing that the girl sleeping on me would love to see it. However, as I turned my attention to her, I noticed she was passed out, and that the coat she was wearing had a dark topaz stain right where it touched the water in the pond."
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