Confusion of the Mind

When you climb over the gate, you land on pieces of pottery clay. The clay sizzles under your feet. Little boys and girls mold pieces of Play-doh into different shapes and set them on top of pieces of glazed clay. Pots of liquid silver talk to the kids, telling them shapes to create. You feel a sudden giddy feeling and sit down with the kids, grabbing a piece of phosphorescent model magic. The pot of liquid silver nearest to you inserts its voice into your head, speaking to you. What do you hear?
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