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Hi, my name is Tekla

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Within the Deep

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By Iyita

Created: 2009-10-15 20:53:58

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She twirled, humming. The glow that came off the whole of her lit up just enough of the floor and surrounding area to see. She twirled, loving to see her reflection in the mirror. It had only fallen to the ocean floor a few weeks ago, and she was happy it had. It showed her how pretty she was. She had blue-green hair, blue skin, a blue top, and a blue tail with green fins. Her eyes were amber, a striking contrast to all her blue. Lately, she had been finding things to make herself prettier. The ocean floor was great for that - that is, if you had light to see in the black, anti-light of it.

Jarring her out of her thoughts, an especially benign creature swirled around and around her, making a purring, clicking noise. It was yellow and it emitted a golden light. It was a small ball for a head and body with a long tail that stretched several feet out. If it was eaten, its blood would turn to acid and slowly kill that creature with lots of pain.

"Yes, yes, I'll be right there to remind the trilobites not to go near the worm-monster's lair," Tekla - for that is her name - murmered, "And I'll remind the kraken not to destroy the human towns, unknown by the rest of the humans or not." To those with the untrained ears, it sounded like Tekla, too, was making the purring-clicking noise made earlier by the creature.

Have you now figured out we are in an unusual place? We are not in a different world, nor in a different time. We are simply watching Tekla's story unfold within deeper than what we consider the ocean floor. We are all poor, misinformed creatures, for Tekla's home is within the darkest reaches in the world - the canyons. But, you see, these canyons are actually the ocean floor (if you reach the bottom), and the ocean floor we see is merely a shelf upon the ocean floor. In the actual ocean floor, there's the kraken, there's aquatic species considered extinct... And then, there is also Tekla - the historian within the deep.

Tekla now hurried to a large cave, where several trilobites played outside. A trilobite came to Tekla, making a 'rrrRRrrr'ing noise.

"I'm here to remind you and your kind to not go near the worm-monsters lair," Tekla explained, "Because that's probably the reason you're getting eaten."

"I'll pass the message along!" the little trilobite - Metid - offered.

"That would be great," Tekla sighed. Now she had to go see the kraken.

She hurried until she could see the kraken a little ways off. She called out to him in a deep, powerful wail that echoed, before coming as close as she dared. She rested on her fin, head bowed respectfully.

"O great kraken," she murmered, "Please do stop attacking human towns - I know you are hungry, but are not the boats enough?"

The kraken took a while before he replied, his voice even deeper and more echoing (still sounding like a wail) then Tekla's. "I will do as you request, Ocean Historian," he stated.

"Thank you," Tekla replied, before swimming off. There was bound to be something more, she mused. There always was. Tekla was kept busy keeping the life she was entrusted with alive. After all, humans must keep up there discoveries, she knew.

Yes, it was definently busy within the deep, but Tekla liked it like that.

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I came up with this idea the day I wrote it. I'm pretty proud of it, I don't know if I'll do another piece involving Tekla, but I like where she is - I get to stretch my creativity to the fullest.

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