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The moon shone luminously over the tides, it's ripples come and go as green leaves dropped down.


A vibrant glow of orange came to view, indicating a sun that was about to set.


Over a distance, was a swamp dominated by willows and birch trees.
It's branches sway when the winds kissed and passed.


Somewhere on the water, the tides were growing stronger, a eminent glow forming underneath.



Something was there.



And it surely did not cease when a blue and white glow became prominent to the eyes.


The little blue Jay from ahead was frightened, enough for the little bird to chirp away in fear.




The glow did not came to a stop, only until the waters flow become slower and small.


Alas, the tides came to a halt.



A form took shaped, and it was a lady in blue.



Their hunched form straightened, revealing to be more than just a lady in blue.


Their hair swayed ultimately in grace, with every little droplets that fell.



And when it was clear enough to see,

the lady came out to be a water nymph.



All in the brightest of blue and eyes of white.

The nymph's bright eyes opened, only to realize that they are in a place unknown and unfamiliar.


She surveyed around, her ears picking up with every little sounds there is.


Water droplets,

leaves floating on the water,

trees swaying,

and birds chirping from afar.




That was all that she could hear.



But instead of feeling afraid, she felt at peace and reassurance.




Once she remembers a sight of unfamiliar people gathering around her.


Locked up in a glass, and a strange, grey room.



With no one to accompany with but the silence that lays.



Oh how she wished she never would have appeared infront of the boy's father.


And because of that, was the reason why she was secured in a place called by the humans; containment room.



A devastating sigh escaped from her's, it clearly was not the best things she experienced thus far.

But now that she is in a place away from human civilization, she could only hope for that to remain permanent.



To permanently rest in a place away from danger.




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The water nymph stayed over the swamp for days now, and she was growing accustomed to her surroundings.

It was her new home.


The swamp was now her new home.


She was overjoyed when she could get to meet new friends, like those turtles over the water surface.

And often times the nymph would talk to them in boredom.



But even so, when she began to think like this, she realized how lonely it really is.

Sure she can just talk to those turtles, whistle with the birds or stare into nothingness.


It's just ... lonely.

Her thoughts were clouded and shrouded with so much unwanted concerns, that the sound of a splosh did not falter her.

A figure loomed behind her, waving in excitement, and yet she was unaware.

Only then the figure decided that it was surely the best to do the unthinkable.



"Boo!" It faked a screech, causing the poor nymph to yelp in fright and tripped off.


The water splashed and frogs leaped off, this- the mysterious figure cackle and drop down.

The nymp got back to her feet, almost terrified- she hurriedly grab a nearby object that could perhaps protect her.


She pointed it to the figure who was still laughing and it did not ceased her to be this cautious (even when no physical harm can be done to her).

The mysterious figure halted, noticing the stick that they lady in blue grasp for life.

They snorted, "Oh deary, a ordinary stick cannot hurt me, ya know?"



The nymph was left flustered, but she never dare lower her guard.

When the mysterious figure came out of the darkest view under the vines, she took in the time to inspect them.


Skin all in pale pistachio green, eyes resembling closely to that of a pond frog.

Even their bushy, seaweed- colored hair has a tiny frog on top.



'A swamp woman?' She ponders on her thoughts, though the fact that she can finally have someone to talk with other than sea animals seems like a miracle to her.

Although she can't be too sure whether or not this swamp woman might be planning something hideous.


But how? When they're are both the same?


The nymph was yet again clouded in her deep thoughts, that she didn't even notice the swamp woman nearing towards her.

The swamp woman circled around her, growing interest by the time she realized that this nymp was just like her.


Now, that she also finally has a friend to talk with, the swamp woman swoop her in with less effort, making the water nymph yelp yet again.


But this time, she did not make any move.


She could feel the warm sensation coming from the swamp woman.


It made her feel happy and complete.



Now the lonely days she used to spent was now filled with the presence of her new friend.