By the river

"A low, sad mournful cry tore itself from his throat and mixed into the lapping sound of the waters of the river." (Chapter Dos) - Andrew



"I had been afraid of the awful presence of the river, which was the soul of the river...But the innocence which our isolation sheltered could not last forever..." (15) - Erika








"The river was silent and brooding. The presence was watching over us. I wondered about Lupito's soul." (41) - Jessica