Whether science or magic was to blame, nobody knew, but something was turning all the water in the world into ice.
It started slowly, unobtrusively - tiny flecks of ice floating in ponds, a few crystals on the edges of a waterfall.
But like an infection, the ice kept spreading.
The Naiads, so intimately connected to the bodies of water under their protection that their very existence depended on it, were the first to feel the lasting effects. Their aqueous bodies became lethargic, hard to move. They tried to fight it, but the spread of the ice was unrelentless and absolute.
Finally, one by one, they stopped struggling, giving themselves over to the ice and it's cold, hard oblivion.
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Closeup of the Naiad
