The mirror breaks the stillness of the forest as its shimmering surface glides seamlessly by.
The dappled colors of autumn reflect the trees that overhang the water on the surface.
Both high above and deep below the rose-tinted clouds drift past on a lazy course, each harboring a deep violet core.
Dusk is climbing up the river and into the woods, chasing the orange orb further and further upstream as the world sits idly watching.
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