All my tension seemed to flow away with the River Belle's serene currents. As I pressed onward, I slew many goblins. I soon saw a rainbow over a great waterfall.
Who could have known that I would fight the giant crab surrounded by such beauty!
There was a field along the main road where I decided to camp until sunrise. Tomorrow I set out in search of myrrh.
Nothing in progression can rest on its original plan. We may as well think of rocking a grown man in the cradle of an infant. -- Edmund Burke