Role

Chapter 18

A shaft of light cuts through the sky, shining diligently in the middle of the
glistening liquid surface. It glows with the amber-white intensity of cold
fire as it is reflected amongst the rising mists.

The silvery spray from the rumbling, churning maelstrom of water effortlessly
rises and hangs above the rippling surface currents. From the massive
mountain cliff to the west, where the crystalline river flows, a prismatic
rainbow originates before terminating into the lush vegetation along its
sides.

Deep green mossy plants line the rocky outcroppings and small string-like
tendrils perform a dance with the natural undulating motions, all leaving a
lasting sense of peace from the observance of power and grace.