It was a reeking accretion. Regarded by eleven small generals, primarily crafted in particle board and silverâ€”the wake of beyond and screed. Mounting irrelevance positioned craftily forward of the newest doors. To open and arrive. To taste fresh sweet dawn on the lips of the enemy.
Input text: the big diamond is in the silver ball. a huge diamond is in the big diamond. it is upside-down. the 1 inch tall silver sphere is under the big diamond. the ground is a big texture. the silver bowl is behind the big diamond. it is leaning 90 degrees to the front. the ambient light is 90% alice blue. a green insect is in the huge diamond.