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With eyes like dew and laughter that bubbled like a spring, Naiya was softness in motion—sensitive, sweet, and overflowing with curiosity. She greeted Lauren with a giggle and a blush, drawn to her magic but dazzled by her presence.
"Are you real?" Naiya asked, tilting her head with wonder. "Or did I dream you into being?"
Lauren smiled, bare feet sinking into the moss. "I could ask you the same thing. What are you?"
"I'm Naiya," she whispered, dipping her fingers in the water. "I keep these stillwaters pure… with pieces of myself."
Lauren’s gaze deepened. “That’s a lonely kind of magic.”
Naiya nodded, eyes shimmering. “It is. But it feels… less lonely now.”
Lauren hadn’t expected company, but something about Naiya's gentle spirit pulled her in—like a lullaby made of water and light.
"Would you stay?" Naiya asked, voice barely above a ripple. “Just for a little while?”
Lauren stepped closer, enchanted. “For you? I might stay forever.”
Sometimes the stillest waters hold the deepest magic.