Nocturne

Art by Fearhoodie

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He couldn’t look away, the creature lit up by a moonbeam as it gazed—somber, almost—out the large windows to the lake beyond. Gentle waves lapped against its mechanical fins and tail that pulsed with a soft blue glow, everything about it quiet, still, artificial. Then, slow, it turned its head back to him, a smile growing on its too-human face.

Hank forgot how to breathe.

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