In the hills of Undine, before the Silent Rebellion, a young peasant boy sought a clear stream. It was at this stream, he was told, that the mind clears and knots of the heart undo themselves. The young peasant of Undine sighed as he sought the sapphire stream. Memories of his girlfriend's tragic loss to Loures followed him 'tween the trees, up the hills, and into the mountainside. A crow would caw sometimes as he followed trails instead of paths. He'd look over his shoulder and seem to nod in reply.
*kindly smiles*