The Island of Crystal Lakes was the third island in the Sea, surrounded on all sides by water of the bluest sort. Soft waves curled up onto the shore and left in a dancing little splash of bubbles, disappearing into the next wave, happily pushing its way onto the glittering white sands. Glassy clear pools lay like mirrors amid tumbled grey-green rocks. The sun beamed down, making the rocks hot and the water sparkle. The forest was standing above the shoreline, dark and shadowy and still. Deep blue green lakes sent greenish glimmers of reflected light on the trees. Hidden lagoons green with algae, with sunrays slanting through the water, and vines trailing down into the water like spiderwebs, lay under the shadows of this great woods. It was a quieter and darker place than the beach as though the forest was in awe of itself. A solemn and wondering silence. Up out of the forest rose the Castle of Crystal View, a tall and slender thing, not overly ...
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