Whitebark Stream luftschloss

rivenwood grew.
before dawn, mahler muttered a word to the night watchman and set off for the stream with a pair of curious red flowers he had not seen before.
it would not yet be lightening when he arrived, and while only a trio of hours were left to him, mahler set them down and gazed around the pretty watered place, thinking that @Iana might be here as he watched the curve of the stream bend gently before his paws.