Duck Lake [m] watch the fall

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Night clouds unfurled tenderly from a leering moonface above. Curtain-slits of light illuminated a valley lake that glittered like onyx in the dark. And though the lakeside was often full of noise during the day, the only sounds at this hour were the serenading crickets and the gentle lapping of the water.

Wreathed in a beckoning scent, River languished on a bed of lake reeds and duck feathers, having feasted on several of the waterfowl throughout the day. She now rolled upon her spoils as if to leave her mark upon this place before departing, a few of the iridescent quills becoming lodged into her coat.

Fed and well rested, it felt time to resume her prowl to sate a different kind of hunger.