PROLOGUE
PICTURE
You approach the river that flows through the middle of the town. The nascent comes from above a sheer wall, and flows downwards towards the edge of town into a cliff. You see that the water is a reddish brown due to the mud surrounding it, and you see that the stream forces a path through the soft earth to wherever it wants to go.
You follow the flow, and reach the end of the stream. But you see that besides it lies a woman; lying on her side, at the edge of the left bank - she caresses the water with her hands.
The woman turns to face you. She smiles with perfect white teeth.
She is hopelessly beautiful. Her hair is as black as darkness but she is so pale...her eyes are like two gleaming green jades...and her presence fills you with a tender feeling.
She is not one of the whore nymphs. Maybe she's just a nymph...