The water as glass like, still, the bank was empty, it was the perfect moment. The rocks were bathed in a golden light, the trees along the banks cast shadows. it wasn’t possible to see the other side, but you imagined it to be the same.

What lay beneath the water was another story, calm on the surface it maybe but below there was a different kind of sinister serenity.

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