From: Sarah Jones <email@example.com>
Subject: The Fountains
Date: 2 September 2013 8:53:31 AM GMT+02:00
To: bec stevens<xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>, sally rees<xxxxxxxxxx>, kylie johnson<xxxxxxxxxxxx>, Jack Robins<xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>, Jerry Red<xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>, Ian Pidd<xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>, Joybelle<xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>, philippa steele <xxxxxxxxxxxx, anneke dai<xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
The domed roof bursts, from the top of the silver spire, into a flowering white plume. The children's naked bodies shimmer with tears as they run fearlessly through the ornate archways that curve upwards from the holes in the ground. Strings of droplets like chandeliers line their blue-skied hallways. Their joy screams from them as they zigzag the slippery, square-cut, grey carpets of their water palace. Everything inside of their castle, touched by their small feet, turns darker and shines in the afternoon sun.