You find a broad street paved with gold. Diamonds in profusion stud the street for traction since gold is somewhat slippery as a pavement. The sidewalks are pure silver and the street stop-lights are composed of green emeralds, red rubies, and amber amethysts. They got sort of practical at that point, reverend. Oh, I also see that you have taken your sample.
Doylen looked down at the brick. It was the size of a housebrick—but of pure gold. Stamped in the top surface were the words:
"99.99% pure gold. A souvenir of Fabriville."
"What means all this?" stormed the reverend, waving the brick.
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