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The River Mystery

Dry river mystery The river in the domestic landscape was not as big as it used to be, for years, the rain upland fell sparsely when the hot summer came, the river dried up. The river bed was eerily white with a massive overhang spikey plants as a scar of lumpy skin after heart surgery. Of the farmer’s four children, three liked to play in this mysterious scenery of skull-like rocks, when lifted had pockets of water like there was a hidden stream under the bed, the fourth child had an instinctive fear of the dry river’s strangeness and kept away. When the summer was over, rain of epic proportion came to the mountain where the river’s nascent began. Suddenly a wall of water ran faster than a train drowning all in its rouse to meet the sea. The farmer whose wife had died when giving birth to the fourth child was devasted, those will lose tongues blamed him for being thoughtless. Of the surviving child, nothing is known, fading away as never born.

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