Verdant Basin End of the world - The musical

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Ondine, Ondine água. She spoke, eyes still fixated on that one particular fat fish close to her body. She didn't pay much attention to what was going on on the shore. She only smelled the watery scent of the lake she was standing in, ready to get a nice meal. Living on the seacoast had been a while ago for her, but she still knew how to fish.

She could easily remember their specific names, Spring and Big Mac, and she stored them in the back of her brain for later use. For now, the only thing that was important was catching this meal. She struck, but missed and just got a mouthful of water. The fish scattered and her face was wet. She made a grumpy 'hmmph' sound and stood still again, ready to try a second time.

Shitty post, I'm sorry <3