19 June 2012
The bubbling brook. The shimmering stream. The radiant river. I'm all alone. No one wanted to come with me so I came alone. Standing by the river, locked from view by the grassy veil. Solitude. Alone with my thoughts. Alone with my emotions. Just alone. No noise but the trickling tune of the water. No smell but the overwhelming odour of wild grass. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.
I start. How long have I been standing here? I feel like I was asleep. My eyes catch on a sign that wasn't there a minute ago. THE GIRL BY THE RIVER ONE OF THE WORLDS GREATEST MYSTERIES A GIRL, STANDING UNMOVING AND UNRESPONSIVE, BUT VERY MUCH ALIVE. SHE HAS BEEN STANDING HERE FOR OVER 50 YEARS, UNCHANGED. What the...
The Girl By The River • Opuss № I