She stared into the light as if it were a crystal bottle, filled with precious drops of 1787 Chateau Lafite. Completely lost in this novelty, the beauty that is the semi translucency of the blood in the wine, the light so gently touching each precise cut and surface of this magnificent entity, where one's dreams fill this hollow beauty that is the crystal that stuns the crowd. She carefully analyzes this vision that she has now completely immersed herself into, slowly dissecting each element within this bedazzling novelty. That bottle half filled with blood red Chateau, the consistency so elegant, the color more dead than alive. She kept them safe in this crystal grandeur and watched them age with grace and finesse, but her dreams, they never left the bottle, her dreams, they never came through.
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