A far away place
An endlessly raging torrent cascades over the brink of a slick rock face and pounds noisily into the deep pool at its base, many feet below. A fine spray of mist drifts away from the turmoil, clouding, curling into desperately clutching fingers, then dissipating. It's a breathtaking scene, epitomizing the true power and beauty of nature. It could be Earth. However, the gloriously pink water and the bright yellow cliffs suggest otherwise.
A little further downstream, late afternoon sunlight slants through a forested backdrop, glinting off the now-sluggish river, and dappling a grassy bank where Moon and Indy sit.
"Gorgeous," Indy remarks.
"You don't do half-measures when it comes to perfect picnic spots, do ya?"
A little further downstream, late afternoon sunlight slants through a forested backdrop, glinting off the now-sluggish river, and dappling a grassy bank where Moon and Indy sit.
"Gorgeous," Indy remarks.
"You don't do half-measures when it comes to perfect picnic spots, do ya?"