It begins. Somewhere. An insignificant trickle of water that grows and changes, gathers a history, becomes the River, and finally reaches the sea, and vanishes into its vastness.
The River. Full of life. Full of mystery. Full of stories.
Rivers have always been very important to humankind. They’ve been explored. They’ve been navigated. They’ve been called gods. They’ve been blessed and cursed and venerated and used and enjoyed and exploited and polluted since the beginning of recorded history. They’ve been sung about and dreamed about and followed on epic journeys of discovery. The capitals of empires have risen on banks of rivers – and so have a thousand fishing villages, and river landings, and water mills.
There is only one River. Really. And it’s all of them. Every river is different – and yet they’re all the same, vast and full of life and death and mystery and history and adventure and quiet dreams.
River, an anthology I am putting together for Dark Quest Books, will be out in the fall. Look for it.
Sounds like a great anthology!
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