When the reached halfway, the sun had almost set. The sun coloured the sky and the river in sunset colours. If it was not for the trees on the river bank, they would feel like canoeing through the sky. The soft splashes of padles and some distant songs of nightingales, the night was quiet.
Monday 10 January 2022
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