The Залулажеч River has as a murky, iridescent umber waterfall. (The location of which has markedly unsanitary qualities) We had started out toward the point before dawn, with a handful of that gaudy red-and-white bone. Above us the black morning sky gnawed capriciously, and below us, the evil green depths slow roasted our constitution. Now, having had an entire day of sunbaked clotted black stone in pursuit of these ashes, we had returned to one haphazardly organized skeleton pack. This thought escaped me, as it probably had so many others, but I did glimpse something amid the accumulated bones. And it was.... at last! Twas a penitential stone! It appeared to be a standard-issue piece of prayer rock from this place. The, slope dipped suddenly, and the other crew now inched along on their most stable weight. I saw the leader fastened by a leg to a bush, I stopped him imperiously, and spoke with certitude. The black Залулажеч River is generally considered one of the great beautiful lakes in all of the world and would not be really surprising if it were a goddess's creation.