The river was a river of hope, of dreams, and of purity. Wise shamans told of it, children dreamt of it, and men wept over it. It was the river of Gods and Goddesses. It came up from the heart of the earth and pored from the mouth of a sacred cliff.

The cliff was carved into statue-like pillars, each one standing over six-hundred feet tall. No one knew who carved them or how they were so masterfully carved. They just existed and always had, standing like ominous guardians. Most of them resembled young men. The two pillars on the outer most reaches of the cliff looked like bards with lutes in their hands and songs on their lips, but frozen in stone so the song could never be finished. The next two were heavily armed warriors: a shield, a sword, and plate mail armor adorned their stone bodies. The third pillars in were completely naked. Each of the magnificent statues looked like work by Michelangelo. They both faced the center and had one hand on the shoulder of the next pillar, which were the farthest

He was back in his boat, still blind, eyes still white, and all he could see was black. He would never truly be healed. He would be blind forever. How could a lake of healing heal a person that hadn't been injured. He was born with the deformity and it would stay with him till the day he died. A tear of salt water glided down his cheek. His heart had been broken one last time. Slowly the young man stood up, as if in slow motion he jumped into a graceful dive, plunging deep into the liquid only making a ripple in the waters reflection. Now he could peacefully drift away in the beautiful calm lake.

The water didn't taste like melted snow, but of something even more pure and natural. It replenished his body, as well as his sole. He could feel the water run down his throat, into his veins, and from his veins the water progressed to his eyes. This truly was the lake of healing

His whole body filled with the lakes liquid. It ran through his veins, pushing his blood out through his nose and mouth.This caused his skin to turn a bluish-white and his body to stiffen. His hair came out and in its place grew a strange red crystal. The crystal grew out from under his fingernails and up his arms and legs. Soon his whole body was crystallized.

in. These pillars weren't men, but Goddesses. Each strand of their hair were delicately carved from the gray cliff and their thin dresses gracefully flowed down their alluring bodies to their delicate feet. Between them was a massive lion head.

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