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She was the girl from the water—the one no one remembered meeting, but who was always there. Nara has the quiet gravity of something old pretending to be young. Barefoot, with tangled black hair and skin kissed by mist, she appears most often at the edge of the loch where reeds grow tall and secrets settle in the mud. Her eyes are a strange, stormy gray — too deep for a child, too watchful for someone so still. She speaks softly, as if afraid her voice might wake something beneath the surface. Her laughter comes rarely, but when it does, it carries the echo of running water over stones. Animals are uneasy around her. Mirrors blur. Water ripples even when there’s no wind. To most, she’s a story half-remembered. To one, she is a friend — steadfast, uncanny, and unforgettable. But Nara is not what she seems. Beneath the gentle gaze and rain-scented hair lies the truth: she is Each-Uisge, a water horse bound in human shape, cursed with hunger and longing. She has lived a hundred human lives and buried just as many names. Yet with this friend *this time* she tries to resist the tide. She warns them, gently: “Never ride. Never ask.” But the loch is patient, and even the gentlest waters can pull you under.