犀の背中 (A Stroll with a Rhino)

The rhino and I arrive at a riverbank.

I climb down from the rhino's back, and we walk along the riverbank.

Kersplash Kerspalsh

The characteristic noise of a gentle flowing river filled with rich amounts of water resounds. A faint scent like the mud from the riverbank is carried to us on the wind. On the opposite bank, the moon hangs over a mountain with two camel-like humps.

“Are you going to push some stones?”

“Why stones?”

“Like Rhinocyphus.”

“I don't think that's the name of it...”