Mr.
River began to slow its flow for a bit. A gush of cold air, in the form of a
breeze brushed its surface. Mr. Mountain sent down a small reminder from its
mountain top to intimidate the river. Did you feel that Mr. River? Did you feel
that intense cold air? I can see it changed your temperature for a bit. Mr.
River, your warm water, you know nothing about my harsh conditions. Mr. River,
you know me and Mr. Mountain are in cahoots? It’s just another fair warning
before you decide to make your choice. The river flowed for a few minutes and
it began to overflow tremendously on to the land. It spilled out some water
pushing Mr. Banks back by a centimeter. Whoa there Mr. River, a little arrogant
aren’t we? Mr. River picked up speed and pushed Mr. Banks a little bit further
out on both sides. Mr. Mountain reached from his highest peak and sent down
cold air. He sent down cold air for the whole day. He sent down the coldest
air. It froze the water that had pushed Mr. Banks.
Mr. Mountain, you said that I could feel free to roam through the
land…is this not correct? Those were my words. So why would you send the mighty
chill from your heaven’s? I said roam, never said expand. Mr. Mountain, it’s in
my nature to expand. I wouldn’t think someone is……intimidated by my expansion?
Mr. Mountain in an uproar begins to feel irritated and shakes the land. As the
earthquake happens, he sends down dirt, boulders and rocks. He sends down
boulders that crash into the river and sends piles of dirt high enough and
enough dirt that water would easily evaporate into the soil.
After the earthquake, Mr. River
slowed down a little. Mr. River now facing a new obstacle realizes he has
literally piled more on his plate; or Mr. Mountains plate where he is flowing.
Mr. River, can’t you see, I have made the banks stronger and you have become
weak. You are no match for me or my cold air. Finally Mr. River having enough
of the stories and shit talking, he finally snaps. Mr. Mountain, who are you?
I’ll tell you who you are and who I am? You’re this big bully who thinks he can
just throw his weight around (An aftershock happens and more boulders come
crashing down into the river) Mr. River sighs, that’s real funny, real funny
Mr. Mountain. Just doing my daily duties he replies. Mr. River takes this is a
sign of the mountain nor the banks wanting to hear his story. Realizing the
arrogance of the mountain and how it underestimates him, he sends a message
down the river. We need help! The river replies. The message gets passed down
this long winding trail. Once it reaches the outlet, which is the ocean, the
ocean says not a problem.
The ocean, who is the opposing
enemy to the mountain, has been after Mountains for ages. Constantly crashing
against the earth surface and causing erosion; in some cases, the ocean has had
a chance to meet mountain sides and every chance the ocean gets, it sends its
waves hurling at the mountain side, crashing against its rocky terrain and
taking a piece of it back into its waters. The ocean is always sending something.
Mr. Mountain, who stands tall and bold, has a slight fear of the ocean; he
knows at any day, the ocean can engulf him; just as the ocean knows Mr.
Mountain’s height and boldness will not be taken down in one day and can block
multiple lands; she always sends furious storms at him and he manages to force
them in the direction of his highest peak; these spawned children the ocean
sends, her storms, seem to never clear
his peaks. Only a few have and she, Ms Ocean knows Mountain let that
happen by having her clear over small ranges.
You see the story of these two is
really a love story.
To be continued….
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