Serene, placid waters break free, cascading down upon granite shoals, slowly washing away time.
The throbbing rhythmic pulse of rolling thunder and hissing white mist breaks the air.
In the rush to regroup, molecules gather again, continuing the steady march downstream. Reclaiming calm as if nothing happened, but chaos has changed everything.
For beneath the surface, a transformation has occurred. Returning clarity opens memories’ window, all while surfacing furry retreats to a whisper.
