TITLE: BUBBLE, BUBBLE
GENRE: Young adult fantasy
Something big and slimy made its way along the riverbank. It heaved and slithered, and rolled itself inwards and outwards. It was enormous, vile, and dripping with something so grotesque that the foliage that it did not crush on its clambering path wilted and shrank by force of proximity.
Water sloshed, attempting to run and drip away from the putrid creature, even as the muddy beast sucked droplets into itself, only to heave them out again in a relentless cycle of water and mud. Trees groaned and swayed in futile attempts to move away as the creature's gray shadow slid across the earth and touched their roots with the guile of a clever snake.
As the monster trudged along at no great speed, all sorts of other creatures, substantial and ethereal, hurried to get away.
Except for one.
The River Queen watched from a safe distance, her gleaming eyes boring holes into the invader.
The shawl of water she wore about her person shimmered with indignation as she observed the growing chaos and inhaled the smell the creature left in its wake. She flipped her glossy hair backwards, shaking droplets of water around like little stars as her blue eyes turned to icy glaciers.
No great blob of putrescence was going to beat her. No stinking beast of mud was going to claim her river for its own.
With growing rage, she watched the destruction the beast left behind.