Overview
The place where the souls of the righteous enjoy eternal bliss. A snapshot on the edge of a stream, like a pause out of time. The trembling film of the water wrinkles and distorts the images reflected in it. A sound of breathing, some insects and birds signal their presence. “It is a green hole where a river sings...”
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