After our trios first day of complete rest and the other 5 days of hard labor In their different jobs, eventually came the 7th day. And on the 7th day, we can see Veronica pulling a giant like, almost very humongous, bag of shining crystal rocks. She then as she struggles mostly, continues to drag them somewhat "kind of" of harshly on the ground.
"Is this enough of those colored, stone thingy's???" Veronica begins to question as she still tries to lift the heavy bag of crystals...
"We can't stop yet!! There's gotta be more types of colors of these things!" Yells John as he joyfully carries his not so biggish bag around his shoulder with more ease in his arms.
"Uggghhhhhhhhhhh thiiiiiisss kinnndaaa suuuucccckkkkssss..." Veronica cries in the pureness of her sudden boredom.
Ooogaloo then silences Veronica with easiness, "oh hush kiddo, we haven't even gotten to the funnest part."
Veronica then has the urge to say a kind of uncalled and rude sentence but ends up saying it anyways, "what?? Old Mann type toys, like rusty lookin sticks and rocks??..." she then gobbles those words as the three of them enter a new and very wondrous little part of the cave within the tunnels of this beautiful world that the had, once upon a time, found in all its beauty, all behind...—
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Our Team then, as they were getting busy gathering some more crystals in the mysterious tunnels of the monkey cave then start to hear whispers(almost like the sound of the dead), upon what seems to be a huge gravesite inside a gorgeous part of the caves with a giant waterfall in the back and a giant tree in the very middle holding what seems to be golden, yellow colored crystals attached very sternly and firmed amongst the branches of the whole tree itself. And so in this stunning sight of the tree, what will this magnificent marvel (that Ooogaloo is showing them) have to eventually do with our splendid story which all resides, as I say again, one more time, at least for now,
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T h e S h e l f . . .
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