The singing being keeps pulling you closer and closer, deeper into the puddle of gloom, where she sat atop a rock, which was gloomless…how did she get there?..
Naydra tried to resist, since she saw how close she was getting to the sickly substance. Yet, her legs wouldn’t stop moving. Her foot ended up touching the substance. She winced, trying to fight back.

She looked at the woman again.. How in Hylia’s name was she standing this?

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