Chapter 10: Walking on water
After the horrid dream that Slaga had, he decided to go off to that cave that the third fire was in. He did that so that he could just forget all about the dream. Slaga had thought, 'that the dream back there was no dream at all. It could have benn a message from Gertian. But how did he get into my head? I did remember what Philip had said. "If you go on his side all you will receive is death," or something like that.'
Luckily, Slaga didn't have to go around the war. If he did anyways, he would once again meet up with Gertian. Right now, if he saw Slaga, he would kill him for sure. 'That Gertian is a big loser instead of a big busisness glukkon.' Thought Slaga.
Slaga had know reached a lake. A great big lake. Slaga had stomped his feet in the ground. "Dangit! What am I goanna do now?" he asked himself. "Have no fear, Slaga." Said a voice. Something had slowly emerged from the lake. It had blue, scaly skin, cat's eyes, pointy ears, and murloc-type hands. Slaga backed up quickly. "Don't be afriad Slaga. I am Yerus, god of the lakes." Said the creature. "I suppose you wanna help me too?" Asked Slaga. "I just want to remind you of something." Said Yerus. Slaga listened. "You can walk on this lake. It is a special one, please trust me." Said Yearus. He went back under the lake.
Slaga took a risk. He stepped on the lake, and he didn't drown. he ran to the next island. He had never felt so much excitment in his entire life! 'Wow! This is just wonderful!' He thought. "Goob-bye Slaga. Stay alive, for we will meet again." Said the voice of Yerus.
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