The Girl of Mist

-sits at the lake at exactly midnight with a thin cloth draped over head and a long black dress, eyes closed-
"The destiny of your Mutsi is yet to be undecided... But why do you hesitate...?"
-opens eyes, red-
"There is obviously something worrying you. What is it? Something is wrong, I know.
-reaches out and touches a leaf from one of the trees-
"You are unhappy, are you not?"
-looks at a dark figure shadowing the lake in the fog-
"You appear angry... Possibly even enraged... But why?"
-smiles, and hair curls and turns silver-
"Why?"