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Limestone archways varnished by softest light are bathed in rivulets of dewed delight. Diminutive limbs dipped in emerald sheen beckon me to a leafy glen of green. Time’s trellises trace my fleeting footfalls, as slanting beams slither through checkered walls. From ancient urn vessels sprout sun-stroked ferns dripping golden dew like liquid lanterns. Thousands of twirling tessellated pools varnish pond pebbles into teal-glazed jewels. Reflections ripple o’er water’s clear castle alive with whispers of calm koi vassals. Caressing clovers cool my tired toes as o’er grey stones water trickles and flows. My head descend