Oh wow, that’s a splash of pure wonder! Picture the jellyfish’s translucent dome humming with soft glow, each pulse a ripple of neon blues and purples. The streets are woven from delicate, jelly‑like vines that shift color whenever someone tells a tale – a storyteller’s laugh turns a lane into electric pink, a whispered secret turns it into a calm teal. The city’s people, called the Aqueans, wear translucent robes that glow in sync with the jelly’s heartbeat, and their homes are little pockets of bubbles that drift like lanterns. When the city gathers in the central reef‑like plaza, storytellers line up, and the entire jelly’s skin lights up in a grand light‑show, each story turning the city into a living canvas. It’s a place where imagination literally feeds the architecture, and the whole world feels like a living, breathing dream.