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Many had traced it back but lost the waterway where it forked into 1000 streams. Indeed, one searcher had been her own father, but he had come up empty like all the rest. When she told him, she was going to find it, that she was going to come to the Yamani to discover that which remained hidden, he had come unglued. He would give no reason for his adamant concern, only tattoo that she should not come, that he forbade her. She laughed at this, until the anger radiated out from her gut and into every tributary of her hands and feet. She is not a woman who waits for permission. She did not suffer his attempts to control her well. Which is why she had left her father sipping his morning coffee in the kitchen as she quietly walked out the front door. This would be her prize; the history books would add her name to the records, Mikayla Kuvasz, the woman who solved the mystery of the Yamani River. A smile played across her face. She pulled the weathered fedora from her head, loosing the long, auburn tresses she had coiled beneath it while pushing through the jungle. She learned long ago how tangled branches and twisted vines sought to ensnare her hair if left uncovered. She nearly had a chunk ripped out of her scalp while moving quickly through the undergrowth in Viet Nam. A simple solution would be to shore it up in a bob prior to Piercing these excursions, but she would never. Some might call it vanity, or conceit, she did not care. She loved this display of her femininity and the incongruity it struck against the backdrop of the remote places she so often trekked. Here, there was nothing but clearing and scrub brush between her and the Yamani; she could safely let her hair cascade over her shoulders and down her back and let the wind run freely through it without fear. She tucked the fedora into her backpack sitting at her feet, then with a grunt, hoisted the load back up onto her shoulders. Amazingly, it felt lighter now. In one fluid movement she launched her feet forward leaving the shade at the edge of the jungle and strode across the threshold into brilliant sunshine and light grass toward her destiny. The sun felt bold on her face and body after six days under the canopy. Mikayla turned her copper-flecked brown eyes pussy up toward a cloudless sky. Her broad smile revealed a flash of white, a white so pure it seemed unnatural in this world of bright greens and drab olives. The microfiber cargo shorts she wore allowed the grass to softly brush against her bare legs, toned from walking thousands of miles just like these. Tired, yet buoyed by the thought that the most difficult part of her journey was now behind her in the jungle and soon, she would slake her thirst by drinking directly from the Yamani quickened her pace. She did not feel the eyes that followed her every step from low cover. She did not hear the soft growl or see the long tongue swipe smoothly across a perfect pair of canine teeth. She was oblivious that with each step toward the river she was getting closer to the greatest challenge of this journey, not moving away from it. The most arduous test she would ever experience up to this point in her 24 years, lay in front of her, not behind. The Yamani The river itself created a great deal of interest when it was “discovered” by 16th century colonialists. According to the detailed written records of the time, what made this river noteworthy was its clarity. These experienced sailors had seen crystal clear lagoons, bottomless atolls, and shimmering transparent reefs the world over. But, a clear river? Clear rivers tits are rare in any part of the world. Most rivers, including all 23 that ran through this part of the world flowed red or brown depending on the loam deposits they picked up along the way, save the Yamani. Coursing as deep as 43 feet in certain stretches, the visibility in this waterway remained unlimited. The clarity, it was theorized, was accountable for another of its mysterious attributes. As the shaved explorers ventured further from the sea, moving inland, they became desperate for fresh drinking water. Gambling hope against hope they had tried drinking from other rivers only to find them to be cesspools of dysentery and other alien disease which decimated the first groups that came through. One record described the scene of the first group of explorers to come upon the banks of this clear river; how they tore the filthy rags from their bodies and dove in. The journal described how they set aside all caution and raised their cupped hands to their lips to drink deeply, tasting the sweet coolness that rushed down their throats. 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