Fresh Water

The lake glimmered through the trees, clear and placid as a sheet of glass. Simeon cried out and lurched forward, but was halted by Taku’s outstretched arm.

“What?”

“We must be careful. Water is untrustworthy.”

“Is this another creature like that hideous snake? Or those nasty little fish that swim right up your-?”

“Hsst!” Taku raised his bow.

The lake rippled. Eyes appeared, and teeth. Far too many teeth.

Simeon regarded the monstrous reptiles with horror. “God above, I don’t know how you live in this jungle,” he said.

Taku shrugged. “I do not know how to live anywhere else.”