Words by Jams
Audio by Aaron Lennox, Periodical Cicadas (Magicicada Septendecim)
Some claimed they had seen her in the bayou, an Ophelia of the swamps. Floating on her back, her dark hair radiating in tendrils around her, white dress translucent in the water. The glimpse of form beneath her gown was enough to drive men mad; many had jumped overboard to go after her. They met ragged alligator teeth or the sharp poison of moccasins before reaching her arms.
Others did not see her, but they describe a sweet, lone voice in the darkness. And there are some who swear it was her hands that first made water lilies grow there.
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