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Twists and coils of porcelain scales. Crushing fury. Strong, bone snapping force behind a set of biting jaws. Struggle not. Once ensnared in his constricting grasp, there is no salvation. This, is the price paid for breaking his rules.

Throw every other fish back.
Stay out of the water- don't disrupt the mollusks.
Leave the snakes and frogs alone.

All important rules, laid out by him and enforced by him. Rules set in the open on signs built to not impede the natural beauty or sanctuary of his hunting lands. Yet, these are not the rules that cost you your life, should you break them.

No hunting before sunset- no fishing after dark. Do not disrupt the animals internal clock. Do not waste what you've slain. Make use of all edible parts, and spread what remains for nature to take back. Bones for the weary scavenger, not keen on hunting as you are. Entrails and hide for the hungry fish and crustaceans. Show respect to what lives and lies here. You are the intruder. The one allowed here only through the kindness of he who guards this place. He who is of both the city and the fields. Man and serpent. Tame and wild. He who knows the ways of both worlds, and demands that one does not overly intrude upon the other. So, he protects the one more likely to be mistreated. The one without the means of fighting back and driving out what trespasses.

His word his law here. Disobey, and in time he will come to remind you why man is so keen on driving out nature. He will remind you what it feels like to be prey, trashing and desperate for salvation that will never come. Once he has you, you are food. If not to him, than to what lies hidden in the waters he calls territory. There will be no warning of his approach. No chance to talk your way out of doom, and no means of fighting him off. He fears not the weapons of man. The pain of a blade is to him, the tooth of a reptilian predator out to devour him. The searing sting of a bullet, nothing more than the swipe of a bear as it comes to claim his prey. There is nothing of man that he fears. Nothing of nature that he fears, because it is the natural way.

Break his rules. Be reckless with the wood. Waste the precious meats of the deer to claim its antlers. Do so, and you wont leave his land unscathed. There are many bodies of water to cross. To keep you from escaping, he will take the chance of being spotted so that he might dismantle your transportation while you rest. Then, once you head for water, you are his. Just one foot. Let your big toe, or the outer rim of your shoe, disturb the surface of the water. That is all he needs as means of catching you. On land he is too slow, too vulnerable to hunt you. In sea. In river. In lake or pond. He becomes the sea monster men fear and tell stories of. Lightning quick. You'll be dragged in by your leg, or pulled under leg first. All is dependent on what part of you disrupts the water.

You will thrash, you will scream. You may even wound him, but that will not make him release you. The flurry of white and blue scales will be your last memory of the world as he drags you down. His grip will crush you. If you don't fall to slumber from lack of air, you will pass because his hold crushed your ribs and all held in them. Bubbles will rise until no air is within you. Blood may rise to the surface- yours definitely. His, only if you've damaged him. When you've passed on- when there is no possibility of you surfacing of your own power because your spirit has left you. He lets you go. If you surface, the flies and birds are free to devour what cooks beneath the sun. If you stay below, at the scene where he crushed all life from you.

Fish and crustaceans are free to gorge themselves of your carcass. Then, all will be calm. Memories of you will fade from the land. Searches will find little more than bones, if they manage to get that far in. He knows enough to move all evidence of your presence far from where they'd find you. You will cease to exist, and he will continue on. Many will meet your fate, and in time man will learn to follow the rules laid out before them. He is there to protect. There to teach. Levithian is a great, powerful, and intelligent sea monster- and he takes pride in living up to his name.

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Twists and coils of porcelain scales. Crushing fury. Strong, bone snapping force behind a set of biting jaws. Struggle not. Once ensnared in his constricting grasp, there is no salvation. This, is the price paid for breaking his rules.

Throw every other fish back.
Stay out of the water- don't disrupt the mollusks.
Leave the snakes and frogs alone.

All important rules, laid out by him and enforced by him. Rules set in the open on signs built to not impede the natural beauty or sanctuary of his hunting lands. Yet, these are not the rules that cost you your life, should you break them.

No hunting before sunset- no fishing after dark. Do not disrupt the animals internal clock. Do not waste what you've slain. Make use of all edible parts, and spread what remains for nature to take back. Bones for the weary scavenger, not keen on hunting as you are. Entrails and hide for the hungry fish and crustaceans. Show respect to what lives and lies here. You are the intruder. The one allowed here only through the kindness of he who guards this place. He who is of both the city and the fields. Man and serpent. Tame and wild. He who knows the ways of both worlds, and demands that one does not overly intrude upon the other. So, he protects the one more likely to be mistreated. The one without the means of fighting back and driving out what trespasses.

His word his law here. Disobey, and in time he will come to remind you why man is so keen on driving out nature. He will remind you what it feels like to be prey, trashing and desperate for salvation that will never come. Once he has you, you are food. If not to him, than to what lies hidden in the waters he calls territory. There will be no warning of his approach. No chance to talk your way out of doom, and no means of fighting him off. He fears not the weapons of man. The pain of a blade is to him, the tooth of a reptilian predator out to devour him. The searing sting of a bullet, nothing more than the swipe of a bear as it comes to claim his prey. There is nothing of man that he fears. Nothing of nature that he fears, because it is the natural way.

Break his rules. Be reckless with the wood. Waste the precious meats of the deer to claim its antlers. Do so, and you wont leave his land unscathed. There are many bodies of water to cross. To keep you from escaping, he will take the chance of being spotted so that he might dismantle your transportation while you rest. Then, once you head for water, you are his. Just one foot. Let your big toe, or the outer rim of your shoe, disturb the surface of the water. That is all he needs as means of catching you. On land he is too slow, too vulnerable to hunt you. In sea. In river. In lake or pond. He becomes the sea monster men fear and tell stories of. Lightning quick. You'll be dragged in by your leg, or pulled under leg first. All is dependent on what part of you disrupts the water.

You will thrash, you will scream. You may even wound him, but that will not make him release you. The flurry of white and blue scales will be your last memory of the world as he drags you down. His grip will crush you. If you don't fall to slumber from lack of air, you will pass because his hold crushed your ribs and all held in them. Bubbles will rise until no air is within you. Blood may rise to the surface- yours definitely. His, only if you've damaged him. When you've passed on- when there is no possibility of you surfacing of your own power because your spirit has left you. He lets you go. If you surface, the flies and birds are free to devour what cooks beneath the sun. If you stay below, at the scene where he crushed all life from you.

Fish and crustaceans are free to gorge themselves of your carcass. Then, all will be calm. Memories of you will fade from the land. Searches will find little more than bones, if they manage to get that far in. He knows enough to move all evidence of your presence far from where they'd find you. You will cease to exist, and he will continue on. Many will meet your fate, and in time man will learn to follow the rules laid out before them. He is there to protect. There to teach. Levithian is a great, powerful, and intelligent sea monster- and he takes pride in living up to his name.