Otter Creek cloudwalker

doing her own retelling of the white duck

she had a story ready, thankfully!

although it was not exactly the grandest of tales to tell, much more akin to a child's bedtime story in a book. regardless she would begin.

there once was a king who had to leave for travel, his queen unable to come. he warned her to be safe and not listen to strangers. although not long after his departure, she succumbed to a stranger. a witch! her features spread out in a large grin as she eyed the landscape. lured the queen out into a meadow and turned her into...a duck. the witch was quick to take the place of the queen in hopes she might steal the throne —

her eyes wandered more and noticed how...off the land seemed. the cracks, the tree in the water.

this place might put my story to shame... she laughed softly. still interested in hearing it when there's a bigger mystery at hand?