The Lost Explorer..
An icecube floating along those curves.
As if she was the river. Cube was the boat , being driven by me. I didn't want to miss any view thus I steered it to every possible corner. Right from the bottom to top of those ridges, Breathtaking it was. There were points where I had to throw the anchor, just to tease her.
With every passing minute louder became her moans, the thunderstorms. It rained and rained so heavily that the umbrella couldn't hold. I was all wet and that slippery passage was shaking. Yes, true beauty met the right explorer. It was wonderful.