rich1.0EverythingSings (npub1cd…uer54)https://nostr.ae/npub1cdm4j9t78z5y80v2wvaywrdmrd9yg2etsw4rh5zh2scuwm22cjssquer54njumphttps://nostr.ae— The River — #Fiction There is a boy walking through a forest that wants to kill him. He does not think of it this way anymore. The wanting is just how things are. The vines want. The soil wants. The things that move between the trees want. He has learned to move among them like water through rock, finding the paths of least resistance, never stopping long enough to be taken. He has been walking for three days. Maybe four. The sun is