Saint of Mt. Koya
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" 'We are fortunate today that the river is high. We won't have to go all the way out into it, we can wash right here.' Saying this, the woman stood on the large boulder and dabbled her snow white feet in the water in a most seductive way. On the other side of the river, the slope of the mountain came right to the water's edge and the boulder reaching out into the stream provided a good place to stand.

"I could not see very far either upstream or down, but the river varied in width from place to place and seemed to writhe and twist about the great stone mountain on the opposite shore. Finally the flow was lost from sight, threading its way among the rocks and boulders. The silver moonlight on the broken flow of the river made the surface of the water look like overlapping plates of armor mail. Near at hand the flow was smoother, resembling loose white strands that were being combed.

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