The Black Cliff
The man breathed with a whistle, opened his cracked lips and went into a coughing fit:
“Water,” he croaked.
The little mermaid tilted her head to the side, blonde strands fell on her barely outlined chest. Covered with silver scales, the body shimmered, resembling a pearl. Grasping the lying shell with one hand, Nocté launched the other into the sand hidden by water, inside which a funnel formed and air bubbles rose up. The earth trembled and an underground spring with drinking water bubbled out of the funnel. The little mermaid brushed beads of sweat from her forehead, witchcraft was difficult for her (she didn't put much effort with serpents and aquapiles, because monsters were attracted b
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