Chapter 54:
I dreamt of a performance.
The Audience was huddled
on a snow bank.
There was an iceberg.
There was a largest sound.
A something is dying sound,
a ripping apart sound,
an I can't see you sound.
There was the crystal ice that fell from a hundred feet above
that broke from the iceberg sound.
There was the rippling of blue
where the ice entered the water sound,
a beautiful echo.
Reminding me of sound waves made 3D.
What was one was now made into two.
The audience gave a standing ovation.