This is my nth draft. I tried looking for the right narrative with which to tell this story. But words evaded me. I guess some stories choose to remain untold. For now, this is all I have:
Red Horse. Sleepless. Dao -beautiful, majestic Dao. Stairs. Lakes, kayaks. Random dips. Seas. Motorbike rides.
I hope these pictures could make up for my dearth.