The Sentinels circle of perversion

"Exactly," Osprey nodded, pausing a little in order to decide, which thread to pick up and, where should the story lead now. Though she enjoyed a good challenge, it wasn't always easy to not to end up in a... dead end.

"Have you heard about the floating lakes?" she decided to ask, recalling old tales about the creation of the world and all things within. "It's said that in ancient times the lakes flew around in the sky, looking for the perfect spot to land. And then there are lakes, who appear on one day and have disappeared in the next," she filled in a little, in case Lasher did not know about them.

"Anyway - that night the spirit met such a lake. Woken up by the sound of water gurgling, bubbling and flowing, he found out that where there had been an empty plateau during the day, there was a large area covered by water. Not believing his eyes, he drew closer, closer, until he dared to step in the water and dive underneath. 

He was stunned by, what he saw there - a world full of colorful fish and plants - so much life in comparison to the lifeless barren land above. Suddenly he heard singing... familiar voices, yet the songs were completely different. The spirit decided to find the source and, when he did..."