cloudy cleaning

The planet of Aqualune had always been a spot where water and life danced collectively. Its floating islands drifted lazily across seas of shimmering blue, linked by streams that glowed like ropes of liquid starlight. Youngsters played beside crystal ponds, and elders fished from silver rivers that sparkled even at midnight. Water was not only a useful resource in Aqualune it was the heartbeat of the entire globe. However the heartbeat began to falter. Nobody seen it at first. A number of peculiar bubbles rising from the deep lakes. A patch of murky water near the docks. A fountain that sputtered as an alternative of singing. The elders shrugged it off, believing natu