Letting the Day Go

Settle in now... and let yourself get comfortable. This is your time to rest.

You are standing beside a river. It is evening, and the light is soft and low. The sky is the color of pale gold, fading slowly into blue. The air is mild. It smells of water and green grass and cool, smooth stone.

The river is wide and slow. It moves without hurry. You can hear it... a quiet, steady murmur, like a long breath that never ends. The water is clear near the edge. You can see pebbles resting on the bottom, brown and gray and white, shining a little in the fading light.