The Sunday Whirl

The mist in the air embraced the garlands on the altar making the small white flowers resemble pearls. The odd turtle back shape of the dais apparently was built by an amphibian lover and of course the entire space was bordering on the sea. A perfection of ocean reveries reverberated throughout and even the name was symbiotic, Vanishing View, because all in attendance knew the oceans were becoming so polluted that even a former place of worship would soon succumb to being uninhabitable.

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