After that, the two of them sat in companionable silence for some time. Night descended. There was a cool breeze. It was desolate.

I left home one evening to head to the river, and then something strange came to pass, the river was nowhere to be found!

Nothing extraordinary has ever occurred in my life. My sadness, pain, success and desire have all been mediocre.

I am torn between unadulterated hope and terrifying fear of death.