“Standing on the sea of glass was somewhat like walking on water. It was a humbling experience, even for an angel. The motionless surface reflected the kaleidoscope above, constantly moving in waves that swelled and yielded in response to the ever-singing cherubim. Sky song reminded him of the ocean, rising and falling, crashing and then gathering again. Today it was cool, smelling sweet and crisp, like honeysuckle. He stood in wonder, basking in the song of joy. Yes, that was it—soft joy radiating from the sky and reflecting up from the sea in which he stood.”
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Mark Abel,
Ephesus: A Tale of Two Kingdoms
