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The Rockies Trip: The ice lake
The tight mountains opened a space, and the dreary sky took a breath. Then the small streams ran into a lake. The unreachable air slowly consumed the grass and left the bare soil with silent wind on the lakeside, where the ice spread as drops on the petals.
It’s the first lake that appeared completely white along the trip. It’s a moment of still that every passenger shared.
The Rockies Trip: To the City of Kamloops
The first road sign of Kamloops appeared an hour ago. The bus wasn’t always at the same altitude. There were several minutes the bus regained the height, where white fragments surrounded by dark silence. But now, it was going down again. Followed by a series of huge deep downhill ways, the bus was close to the city of Kamloops.
