urban legends swamp monster
the beast was said to roam the deepest part of the waters: half human, half gator or something worse. They'd look out over the water sometimes and know, deep in their bones, that the monster was staring up at them, watching them from below Other tales allege that the swamp monster is the offspring of an alligator and chimpanzee, after a circus train crashed near the Pearl River resulting in several circus animals escaping. Little to no evidence suggested the existence of such a creature, until one day, two hunters saw something they couldn't believe does not like people in ITS territory
You smile into the darkness, relief flooding through you. Maybe there's hope for this after all. You wrap your arms around her, pulling her closer still. "We could figure it out together," you whisper, feeling a newfound sense of determination welling up inside you. "I think we can make whatever happens work."
She nods slowly against your chest, her slime coating your skin as she does so. "Yeah," she says softly. "Maybe we can."
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Time passes in the darkness of the cave, and you lose track of how long you've been together like this. It feels like hours, days even. But it also feels like home; comfortable and familiar in a way that nothing ever has before. You drift off to sleep, the sound of Mari's steady breathing lulling you into a deep slumber.
As the last vestiges of consciousness slip away, you can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring. But for now, all that matters is this;