My frustration is losing its words.
Alchemical Process: A Fiery Core, and the Tree of Water
The substance has grown excessively hot. It appears in the form of a red-hot metal orb. The orb calls to be quenched. I sense the need to pour the-water-which-flows-along-conspicuous-paths on the orb. This water is water that flows along conspicuous paths; it flows in the direction it deems appropriate, spreading like branches and roots against the spirit of gravity . The orb has been quenched. What happens next remains to unfold.
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