6. The Abandoned Fishing Camp
Down by the river, the story changes. A rickety dock, a fishing rod left leaning against a post, a barrel of bait, and a small rowboat pulled halfway onto the bank. The water is calm. The camp is not coming back.
I always add a campfire here too, smaller than the main one, with a cooking pot hanging over it. It suggests someone was here this morning, or a hundred mornings ago, and the river never noticed either way.