Down By The Riverside

Down By The Riverside

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**Wattpad featured story** WINNER of The Galaxy Awards (1st position in General Fiction) WINNER of The Freedom Awards (1st position in Adventure) #48 in Adventure (25/Nov/2017) "Down by the river by the boats Where everybody goes to be alone Where you won't see any rising sun Down to the river we will run When by the water we drink to the dregs Look at the stones on the river bed I can tell from your eyes You've never been by the riverside Down by the water the riverbed Somebody calls you somebody says Swim with the current and float away Down by the river everyday When that old river runs pass your eyes To wash off the dirt on the riverside Go to the water so very near The river will be your eyes and ears I walk to the borders on my own To fall in the water just like a stone Chilled to the marrow in them bones Why do I go here all alone" - Agnes Obel Heavily inspired by the song. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Excerpt: She never broke into big smiles, cried, laughed or gave out any expression - but I wouldn't say that she was expressionless either - just that she was way too mysterious. And I liked that about her. She smiled; a short little lift of her lips. She stared; a wide pair of eyes looking straight into my soul. She tried to figure me out; a small crease along her forehead. She became sad; a tiny bit of teardrop trying to sneak its way out of her eyes. She became angry; a frown, almost invisible, constantly there. How can you not be obsessed with her? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Main Genre: Psychological Thriller Sub-Genre: Adventure
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