C58 River of Whispers New Spring

The spring breeze heralded dawn, gently swaying the willows as new branches embraced the cycle of rebirth.

The river flowed ceaselessly, its clear waters running east and west. Amidst the tumbling waves, fish darted and leaped, stirring the water into frothy crests.

On the banks of the River of Whispers, a dying bonfire sent plumes of smoke into the air, mingling with the cool, green mist