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AngelFish
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Naomi walked silently between the trees, trailing her fingers gently across the rough bark. The atmosphere, usually light and airy, had taken on a dark and opressing feel. It was almost sinister, as if someone were watching her with violent intent.
It was very rare to see a nymph away from her water, but Naomi had no choice. She had no water to return to. Her beloved lake had died. Despite her best efforts the plants wilted; the fish starved. With no home left, she resolved to herself that she would find out what was wrong.
She slowed to a stop and rested her palm gently against the trunk of an ancient tee. "What's wrong, old one?" She whispered. "Tell me."
She didn't expect an answer. The trees had stopped talking, and even when they did talk it was usually only to elves. But she did not receive the simple silence she expected.
Violently the tree lashed out at her, striking her with a branch and sending her to the ground. Dazed, she watched with blurry eyes as the tree seemed to take on a more sinister shape, with an evil, twisted face. A terrifying face.
Naomi couldn't help herself. She screamed.
It was very rare to see a nymph away from her water, but Naomi had no choice. She had no water to return to. Her beloved lake had died. Despite her best efforts the plants wilted; the fish starved. With no home left, she resolved to herself that she would find out what was wrong.
She slowed to a stop and rested her palm gently against the trunk of an ancient tee. "What's wrong, old one?" She whispered. "Tell me."
She didn't expect an answer. The trees had stopped talking, and even when they did talk it was usually only to elves. But she did not receive the simple silence she expected.
Violently the tree lashed out at her, striking her with a branch and sending her to the ground. Dazed, she watched with blurry eyes as the tree seemed to take on a more sinister shape, with an evil, twisted face. A terrifying face.
Naomi couldn't help herself. She screamed.