Water God 소설 & 이야기

I knew for sure I was going to drown if there was no flash of miracle. What was I even thinking? Swim to town… I went down again, then came up trying to keep my stride alive. Stream water was a hydro-oxygen sodium chloride. I just kept on struggling, somewhere from a distance, I could hear Papa's voice saying “Keep on struggling son, it’s not over” his comforting words trying to erase my misery. He always had words to motivate a drained spirit. I just kept on striding though I knew that it was of no use. I went deep again my eyed closed as enveloped my ears. I gasped for breadth but caught none in return, by body shivering in response to the cold water, my eyes were becoming hazy, probably d

He waved the bottled water in his hand and said, “Allow me to introduce this product. This is our specially produced clear water. It is collected from a spring on Goddess Mountain, heavily filtered and packaged. “Once you drink it, it can elevate your senses and prolong your life, so this is definitely not the ordinary mineral water that costs a few cents, as you’ve said. Our cost for this bottled water is around three hundred and we’re only earning a few bucks from it. Don’t be so f*cking stubborn. “Moreover, you’re all parched right now. I can guarantee you that after you take one sip, you won’t be thirsty any more.”

We came close enough to the sculpture for me to see that it was actually a woman in a drapey regalia and water came out at the end of her staff held in her left hand. “Who's she?” I blurted out. “The Water Goddess.” Grace replied simply, standing beside me. She stared at the sculpture, and the water surging out of its tip down into the pool. “It is just like a cup.” I observed. “Yes, it actually is. So after the Coven master created it, I thought about how to create something similar, yet different. That's how I came up with the fountain cup, you would never run out of water.” Grace smiled so proudly, admiring the entire scenery. The water showing off the glim

asked Gerald in confusion. “Well, I received a legendary token of the holy water not long after you headed to the Logan Province. The token itself was given to me by a force that invites great masters from all over the world to an event known as the pledge of the holy water. On that day, limited holy water will be presented to the great masters and in order to obtain it, the great masters will have to fight each other for it. The holy water itself is worth fighting over since it’s said that whoever drinks it will be granted immortality!”

He patiently explained. "But things are different now," I insisted. "What if we find an alternative to support our daily living?" I advised. "That is impossible," General Amber rebuked. "Say, for example, our main source of water is the great Bhura River in Aqua Edis. If they close their border then all the other lands will suffer." "How are we going suffer? The Aquans may be water people, but they can't stop the water from flowing. It will continue to flow down to our streams, then we can make reservoirs."

"The pond contains the waters from all the six underworld rivers and allows us, the gods, to watch over the world below, showing the creations according to who touches it. Since you have my blood, I presume you have called upon a werewolf spirit, close to you." -"The underworld rivers? Is that person dead then?" -"Not necessarily. The pond shows us the living or those who are about to die. The underworld river waters' bring genuine emotions afloat. After being betrayed so often, Zeus couldn't risk more deceptions, so he used those waters to create the pond where the souls show their true selves. Whoever spoke to you through the water reflection was genuine. You must help them."

He looked at my neck where the choker was and then replied, "back in the early days of humanity, they put water in a silver pitcher, because it takes a lot longer for the water to go scummy. There are medical properties to it as well and I suppose religious stuff, but I barely pay attention to that bullshit." "So... it isn't blessed by some God or whatever," I questioned. I didn't believe in Gods either, but I had to confirm what was said. "But why the aversion, does it burn as the notes say? Or is it something else?" "No Gods involved," Rakesh nodded and then mulled over my next question as he began to walk again. "For some creatures, the touch alone does indeed burn them. For Kelpies, it m

After all, it had the potential to craft the finest spiritual treasures. Meanwhile, Darkbase Water was renowned for being the finest spiritual liquid. It could significantly enhance a practitioner's understanding of water-attribute skills, making it invaluable for those wishing to focus on water-attributed divine techniques. That being said, those treasures held little use for a supreme paragon like Severin.

After everyone had donated money and burned incense, the old monk led them to drink the holy water under the cliff. The so called holy water was a stream of clear spring water that poured from the top of a cliff. It was crystal clear and wasn't frozen, and each of them scooped a little bit of the water to drink. Regardless of whether the water was holy or not, the mountain spring water tasted pretty sweet and they drank the water to quench their thirst.

Athena who saw this couldn't help but smile, then she walked back leaving the scenery that was so harmonious. Cia pokes her head. Her silver hair was wet and partially covered her face. Cia is swimming in gála potámi, it is a river the color of sweet milk. Not an ordinary river, the water in the river can keep you young and restore positive energy to yourself and your mind. His smile widened when he saw Morgan playing with his two children. At least, Cia doesn't need to be confused that her child will lack affection. The gods are happy to pay attention.