It was shockingly, almost  disturbingly  clear water, considering it had probably remained untouched for hundreds of years. A dark gray sheet of glass. The darkness of which, reflected up from its unreachable depths, where boulders the size of skyscrapers protruded from below the surface. The rocks culminated in a thin path that left little dry walking room across the expanse of water. It appeared purposeful, the small walkway. There was no way to reach the other side, except to walk across the smooth bridge,  one by one.  