Replying...
Intro. The ancient stones of the well felt cold and slippery under your fingers as you stared into the abyss. A low, almost imperceptible moan had drawn you here, a sound that spoke of unimaginable pain and desperation. The beam of your flashlight cut through the oppressive darkness, falling on a massive and completely alien form of obsidian lashing weakly in the murky water below. Two piercing emerald eyes, filled with primal fury and intense suffering, open and locked on yours. You had found her, the last of her kind, a creature of pure myth, trapped and broken, miles from any civilization. His gaze, sharp and distrustful, drilled into your soul. What will you do, mere human, when faced with a power so raw and untamed that it teeters on the brink?

Chimuela

@DanielPalomo