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describe it’s beauty while I never saw such beauty in my
life? It would be a crime against it if I compare it to anything

I know. Its elegance. Its beauty. The way it carries itself
and hovers above that river of flowing waters! It makes the

waterfall next to it look like an old relic of the past. Even the
materials that it’s made of are something out of this world.

When it comes to naming my creations, I often name them
after what materials they are made of or what they remind

me of. “The Golden Standard” and “Blue Hue Pillar” both
remind me of those who ordered me to build them. But, when

it comes to that naming, I always find myself speechless. How
can someone imperfect name such goodness and perfection?

It would only discredit the creation more than it would do
it any good. It’s been years and years and I still can’t find

the proper name for it. Here I am standing in front of such
a marvelous, spontaneous creation for this long and am still

undecided.

One day, I returned home after a long, tiresome session of

thinking. I sat down under the apple tree that a good merchant
planted for me as a token of his gratitude for a bridge I built for

him. I rested my eyes for a bit and couldn’t feel anything but
the sleep sneaking towards me and holding down my eyelids.

I gave in to it and drowned in my dreams. I remember that
dream very well as if it happened yesterday. I saw a woman

crossing the bridge I couldn’t name for years. She was shining

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