A Strange and Unusual Thing

Thanks to Sophie Jane for donating to my Ko-Fi for this microfiction!

‘Don’t!’ She reached out to stop her, but the woman only smiled.

‘It’s alright. Truly.’ She crouched beside the thing of tentacles and claws that crawled from the lake. She rubbed its bald, water-slicked dome; it gurgled and chirped.

‘See? Just because you don’t understand something, doesn’t mean it isn’t good.’ She tickled its tentacles; it squirted water.

‘I suppose not,’ the other replied, staring at the woman as if she, too, were a strange and unusual thing.

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