Walking on the shores of Illusion lake, you chance upon a stone. Bowing slightly, you pick it up. The stone was of white marble, smooth and cool to the touch, lustrous like a precious pearl. As you gingerly pass it from one hand to another, your gaze turns to the shimmery blue waters of the Lake of Illusions. Seized by a sudden impulse, you throw the stone in its direction, and watch with a pensive eye as the stone skips and bounces once, twice, then is gone. Delicate ripples fan out from where the stone had touched the lake waters, expanding and dispersing like so many tiny waves. You stare at the ripples, expecting the ripples to disappear as they always do.
But they don't. For in the Lake of Illusions, whatever ripples and impressions its visitors create in it will never fade and will be there forever for everyone to see...
Look into the rippling waters, remembrances of people who have come to visit the enchanting Lady of the Lake...
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