Mountain Trout

[Begin scene]

Silky white clouds pass between a pair of mountain peaks…

Green shrubbery covers the landscape softened by the blue of the sky…

A nearby stream flows swiftly by, cool water tumbling over an assortment of rocks, gurgling on its way…

Just under the surface there swims a handful of trout, keeping place despite the current rushing by…

In a word, serene.

[End scene]



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