The wind blew strongly, spreading like an invisible song that traveled across the horizon. Its murmur mingled with the deep sound of the water, which resonated in the ears.
High above, several birds soared through the sky, their wings spread wide, carried by the currents, drawing ephemeral figures against the infinite blue. Every turn, every glide, seemed part of a natural and perfect choreography.
Further down, on the surface of the river, the blood dolphins emerged in majestic leaps. Their shiny bodies arched in the air, forming splendid arcs that captured the light, as if they were embroidering red flashes on the red canvas of the river. Each leap was a moment of pure beauty, a free and harmonious dance that united sky and water in a single movement.
