Chapter twenty- Just stop trying 3
Let's ride along sweet thing; as body and shadow, action and consequence, dimension and reflection. Without you I wouldn't be.
Thick fog enveloped her as she swam across the murky lake and ventured deeper into obscurity. The dark domain was isolated and clammy, the ambience was uninviting and the frigid atmosphere alone hailed a silent, staunch warning, a promise of immediate death. Only gritty simpletons and the desperate visited this part of Abaro, and she fell under the umbrella of the desperate.
The creature that inhabited the lake was said to be unsightly, maimed, an unmentionable apparition, but instead she was welcomed by an unbelievably beautiful, gracious haryor. Aplomb, she effortlessly perched above the lake,
