water moves forward, roaring as it goes. it keeps on its path, coursing ceaselessly to the chute. a leaf floats down, drifting onto the river. it rides on the water, going along. the water urges forward, crashing and rolling. then, the water rolls over the edge, falling. it free falls several hundred feet and rumbles down. it crashes to meet the pool and the rest of the water of the river at the bottom, cauing a white mist. the leaf blows over the fall, swishing and riding the air currents down to the river, drifting down the wall of water. it is hidden by the mist as it falls, then beaten under water when it lands, torn to shreds. the water flows and ebbs, flowing forward, never stopping, never standing still, never flowing backwards. always moving, never looking back. drifting, flowing, ebbing, drifting.....
Moon
Full, orange, hanging low in the sky - The moon glows against thin, dark clouds in the night sky. The man on the moon staring, glowing, calmly over the earth, Watching the ever-changing course of earthly life, Lighting up the sky iridescently, bright. The moon pales as it rises in the sky, pearly white, The thin clouds unable to contain the moon's shimmering light - They stretch across the sky like crooked fingers. Trees stand like dark beings, almost possessed in an occasional wind - Sometimes illuminated by lamps or moonlight, dimly lit Branches stretch out crookedly toward the sky, trying to touch the stars. A night alive with spirits of the dark.
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