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... ng dark, though the horizon was still bright. The mountains had become deep shadows. The yellow and blue light in the horizon, along with the silhouettes of the mountains, were reflected together in the water, tinting the river. A small boat drifted along the waves, its light appearing no larger than a soybean seed from a distance. It was also reflected in the water, but its reflection was ruffled by the evening breeze.
The boatman sat upright at the bow, holding a long pole.
The ...
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