Ionel stopped rowing and let the boat drift in the fog. He looked at the younger man and spoke in a voice as deep as the riverbed.
"The Danube doesn't just flow forward," Ionel said, pointing his oar down into the dark water. "It flows deep . Every memory, every song, and every person we loved who touched this water is still right here. They didn't leave. They just became part of the current." Ionel stopped rowing and let the boat drift in the fog
As Cristian's voice drifted over the water, the atmosphere shifted: " Ionel said