I'm sometimes amazed by the alternative ways of saying things that characters of mine come up with. Forizano Lysvalo, seeing a piano for the first time and having no name for it, calls it a "percussion harp." Or in one unfinished story of mine I was reading the other day, some Ah'Koi Bahnis children are talking about Kohrihn, the north pole continent, and they talk of it raining ice and also of it raining "fluffy white ice" (snow) as well.
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