Evening
Henan came at the water source.
Shishi wanted to come along but she refused.
She cannot take favors this shamelessly, she thought and rejected his suggestion.
She bent on the ridge and filled the water pot then looked around to examine the place, she came here only once with her master.
It was in the form of fresh water stream, flowing downward and caving inside the moulded rocks.
She took the pot and stood to leave.
This water source was on pretty lower steep thus giving a clear view of the mountain down.
She stopped to take a look at the view.
Many shrubs those grew around were bald now and giving off the picture of winter.
Their boughs amassed snow on them, just in case they needed a cover from further snow.
With the opening of another day without sun, the thick fog was forced on the lower ground instead of mountain parts and the top of the mountain was another subject for now.