Bathed in the shallows
she rests, replete upon the day
swathed in rushes
cocooned by the light of a silvery moon

watching, she waits
waits for those yet to come
knowing their fates will be intertwined
shaping her destiny

the cool waters nurture her
returning her elements into the deep deep void
that lure of nothingness
temptress of the night

but when it strikes, it will be swift
and poisoned time will transform
her soft scales into forms unknown
shielded by the depths

witchcraft intermingled with nature

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