Greatwater Lake with a warmth inside, i walk into the dark

She had thought Junior smaller than she was, but it was merely a trick of the gloomy night. When the juvenile unfurled herself and glanced at her, the Adept realized she was much larger, but probably not a lot older than expected, for there was a youthfulness about her face that was further emphasized by her watery two-toned eyes. Already she had catalogued the youth as an Amazon, but Junior was no Nereides, and so she kept careful guard over her reactions.

“No, dear sprite, you are not trespassing,” Psamathe said softly. “We are resting here only and awaiting our sisters. The Mother Sea calls us, and soon we will reunite with Her.” The female glanced down at the lake, but there seemed to be no sisters following her out here. No doubt they thought she could handle herself. She could... But since her attack not long ago, Psamathe didn't always trust herself alone. The Sea Nymph didn't say it aloud, but she was glad Junior appeared fully grown and impressive.

“Has someone hurt you? The Mother can soothe. She is present even here. This lake is a small part of her, the waters are calming.”