Here's on by Malik Turley, budding author.
Bent at all the wrong angles, the creature trudged through the empty streets, searching. It could smell what it was seeking and believed it to be within reach. As it rounded the corner the pool came into view. The smell was no match for the beauty - still and with an inviting sheen of mist on top.
It paused, just for a moment, before lumbering into the water, disturbing the stillness and disrupting the mist. As the water surrounded it, all the bends began to straighten and the creature’s mouth stretched into a wide smile.
Fully submerged.
Finally free.
Released.
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