C779 The Cruel Nature
In a secluded valley, a stream cascaded down a cliff, pooling into a serene pond at the valley's base. The water was crystal clear, revealing the bottom. Shielded from the sun year-round, the pond's fish were ghostly white and transparent, their blood vessels starkly visible.
Gloria stood at the water's edge, her mood as changeable as the clouds. She was exhausted and famished