When the road went more down, I said to Esme that we walked a little bit more, and then would return. She noticed that what I called "down", was a river, and indeed she was right. We both rested on a huge boulder near the almost dry river. After a short rest I crossed the river (and nearly fell into it) and looked under a few stones. Then we went back.
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