"A lake is a landscape's most beautiful and expressive feature. It is Earth's eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature."
In which two cousins go on a journey that will change both of their lives forever.
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"NIMUE." THE SILVER HAIRED WOMAN LOOKS OVER AT HER CAMBION FRIEND AS HE OBSERVES A FLOWER ON THE SURFACE, CURIOSITY ON HIS FACE. "Where is your home?" Nimue tilts her head in confusion at the question.
"Why the lake of course." She said as if it was obvious. But he shook his head like the answer wasn't enough.
"No, you're real home, you know the one where you can reside in a closed fracture not like this where it's open to everyone."
"It may be open to everyone but I still have my power of privacy." She says as she walks along the surface. "With a quick word I can have everyone flying back to where they belong, away from here."
"You didn't do that to me?" The man ponders a hand on his chin and she raises an eyebrow.
"Want to find out?" She gives him a smirk. "It's never too late."
The cambion rises, his tawny eyes are as beautiful as ever. "Look at you ever so prickly."
Nimue looks around the lake, truly processing. "You ask me about my home?" He nods.
