Name Of The Game

The trees dominant the land, pulling the water from the pathways to sustain themselves so that may grow large. A gentle wind rolls through the land, rattling the branches over heard and making click together like teeth. The water is pleasant for the moment as the sun continues its descent and Enki continues to wander underneath the mangrove trees, enjoying the beauty that the land offers. Each one is like a little island unto themselves, gnarled roots desperately hugging thick clumps of earth, strangling them while the roots continue on to descend into the water.

On one such island a familiar earthen form appears, making the pale pink man pause and blink. A smile pulls at his lips as he greets, “Hello again. You enjoying the mangroves too?” Slowly, he continues to approach the man, wishing to converse at more normal distance and possible even get his legs out of the water.


"Enki Klein"

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