War

"The river starts here," Edward finally began what would soon become a lengthy conversation.

His index finger landed on the beginning of the line he had drawn himself. "It runs across this terrain, through the Gu hi forest—" as he spoke, Edward's fingers moved along with the landmarks until it reached the point at which the river branches off. "—and it ends here."

Viktor nodded once. Edward still hadn't answered the question that was on his mind. 

"The river is called Jan xi by the natives and it is one of the longest rivers here in this city."

By reason of the three years he'd spent taking a geography course in high school, Viktor knew precisely what Edward was going on about and he was beginning to realise why they were discussing the river Jan xi at all.

"It was at this point—" Edward's finger moved back down to somewhere close to the beginning of the red line, "—Amy was shot and fell into the tides."