I was
skating on the ice, when it cracked and I fell through into the icy
water below.
When I reached the bottom of the lake, I was face to face
with a trout. I had a strange sensation that we knew each other.
I felt
my skin fall away, revealing my scaly surface.
The trout said, "You're
late."
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