04/07/2018
Where one fares through.
Mist swirled around in the air as the sun rose, caps of snow sprinkled over the rocky vista. A soft breeze flew by, rustling the dazing foliage. The water sang a serenade as it flowed through its elongated path, amid the steep, rising land. Deep, rich and blue, it moved with a pacific manner, its path twisting and turning, at times with assurance and at others with insecurity, as if it swayed between willingness and wistfulness. It supported the boats and ships sailing above it; their travelers and merchants, carrying them towards their newfound destinations. Looking above at each side of the everchanging stream, it was as if there were guards, in the form of the ancient glaciers, mountains and cliffs, each with a different peak, each etched with different marks from many millenniums' worth of movement.
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