John slowly made his way forward, careful to not alert any creature in the area. He eventually made his way through the forest near the river, arriving on the riverbank. The river before him was over a dozen miles wide, and almost appeared to be more of a lake than a river. Only the surging waters crashing in one direction gave indication that it was indeed a river and not a large body of water.
He glanced to both sides, looking up and down the river. Upstream, the river bent to the right several miles away, obscuring his sight. Downstream, the river did the same. There were no signs of civilization in either direction.
John sighed and shook his head at himself.
