Snippet #799416

From above there could be seen a lake, it wouldn't have appeared supernatural. From below though the lake could be seen floating off a cliff and no water escaped from its grasp. The people of the nearby village knew who created and held the lake in place; it was the home of a herbist or healer. To the left a small band of soldiers could be seen attempting to climbing to the small plateau leading to the lake. The smallest soldier in the flank of the group commented on the wonder above, "What in the world is that! What kind of creature could have the power to sustain water in such a way, surely it must be a monster.” The soldier in front of him responded, “I heard from some villagers a psychic lives here, another group of men said it was a beautiful water nymph whom leads young men to their watery grave.”

“No matter what it is we have orders to bring it to Crix.” The man in the lead informed the men. The men had been sent on this mission because the recruitment letter had not reached the thing it was supposed to. They had been sent though they wished for nothing more then to be fighting on the front lines. The three men finally reached the water’s shore and the lead man spoke, “We come to your home with no motive to do you bodily harm, we humbly ask that you come before us and hear our request.”

The men waited for what seem to be long hours but had only been a few minutes before there was any response. The water rippled from the center of the lake. Then a pillar of water came out of the water, as it dissipated a young lady could be seen standing there. She had hair the same color as the water that she lived in, her eyes were turquoise like that of the Mediterranean sea. She was beautiful and appeared to be graceful though she had not moved.

She nodded at the man signifying she wished him to continue. “You have been recruited to assist the army in any manner you deem necessary, though we do wish you take in to account our queen’s wishes.” Lyra looked at the men two of which were staring at the lake on which she stood. She knew the lake would not collapse should she leave and it would still be here when she returned. The water was from Atlantis and had magical properties of its own. Looking at the men she nodded in agreement. She would go and see what they wished her to do, and if she wished to leave she would. Stepping of the lake she joined the men and the four of them set off down the mountain.