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COOKIE HAD BECOME FILLED WITH THE PRESENCE OF GOD DURING HER NIGHT IN THE GARDEN... GOD’S PRESENCE ORIGINATING FROM DEEP RECESSES; SEPARATING THE IMBRICATED PETALS OF A DECKLED, RED-EDGED CARNATION... A MESSAGE SENT FROM WITHIN THE CORE OF THE BLOOM... SOMEWHERE CLOSE TO WHERE THE STEM GAVE BIRTH...

THEN - AN ENCORE... BUT WITH THE IDENTICAL AND UNCHANGED MESSAGE NOW BECOMING ORCHESTRATED THROUGH A QUINTET OF TWO VARIEGATED TULIPS AND FIVE JONQUILS... (ONE UNSEEN)... AND A QUARTETTE OF FOUR RED CHERRIES, TO BOOT... AND ALL PERFORMING WITH PERFECT INTONATION...

AND - ALL THIS?

CAUSED COOKIES EYES TO OPEN WIDE... CLOSE TO POPPING... IT WAS ALL VERY COMPLEX; ONE WOULD HAVE HAD TO AT LEAST HALF BEEN THERE.