Translations:Queen of the Deep/11/en

“In truth, I do not know what became of my race,” the queen says, wrapping her cyan arms around herself. As she speaks, now, the glowing moss that covers much of her body droops down to the barest embers of luminescence, bathing the two of you in shadows. “I have sent my servants out to scout other lakes in the Deep many times. Each returns with the same story: there are no Water Queens at the other lakes, not for a hundred miles around. Even the furthest-fielding travelers that I have captured cannot say they’ve seen one before. My mother, may her spirit rest, gave voice to prophecy when I was young: that I would be the last of our race, and soon we would be nothing but shadows in the legends of the other Deep-dwellers. As years go by, I believe more and more that she was right.”