Lake Honrich: A Short Story

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The waters of Lake Honrich were not only humid, but also benign as it came into physical contact with the dark-skinned feet that luxuriated within the bounds of the independence blue pool. The pacifying thrum of the wavelet drifted unnoticed comparably to the diming sky; the coruscate of the moons advanced through the bold clouds that manifested areas of dark grey and concealed the stars in the atmosphere. The occasional salmon swam idly past, brushing its stiff scales against the young girls toes, this tickled her and a urge to scratched them came over her, but her head instead turned to a prodigious, hardback publication that compressed the fresh grass beneath it and lay motionless beside her hand, which despite it being a Spell Tome did

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