❝ i wish i could tell you —- i know little of these waters. ❞ though he found fascination, it was always difficult for him to find true interest in learning more of the waters. he tended to favor something on the opposite end. he stepped forward, his boot just brushing against the start of the water. he looked down, no answer coming to him.
“Fair enough. And even knowing something is no guarantee. I find the waters tend to so many hidden depths – it’s a wonder that anyone learns much about them at all.” Being one close to the water, they had heard and known many things. And yet, the mysteries never seemed to end. A dipped hand into the water, they relish the way the water feels in between their fingers before removing it.
“I guess that’s some of the appeals to the water. Always something interesting below the surface.“
“Ah, do you think it’s a being lurking below the surface – or something has changed the water itself?” Maybe even both, nothing was outside the realm of possibility these days.
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