He led her down to the riverbank where driftwood had been arranged in a curious shape—like a bench, but arranged with care, with knotted rope and iron nails that had been hammered precisely. It was both new and older than anything there, as if it had been waiting to be built from pieces of that very place.
He led her down to the riverbank where driftwood had been arranged in a curious shape—like a bench, but arranged with care, with knotted rope and iron nails that had been hammered precisely. It was both new and older than anything there, as if it had been waiting to be built from pieces of that very place.