Saturday, 29 February 2020 | 10:18 AM
In a very small pond there once was a little snake, the little snake was a she, and it just turned child-bearing. No one knows how did the little snake fell into the cold small pond, and yet she was unlucky, she couldn’t get out. For not breathing she died in there.
Years after years passed by, and the little snake disappeared, decomposed. No one remembers it, so she simply stop existing. All that remains of her was a white egg. A perfect-sphere-shaped egg.
After so many years that little cold pond had become a wide big lake. Freezing, misty, eerie, that lake was. The egg hatched, and the cold spirit of the lake had risen.
Some say every men who swims at night in the cold cold lake just die. Some say a huge monster lives in the cold lake. Some say there’s a Mythical pre-historical creature protecting the lake.
Nobody knows the truth. The only thing I know is I definitely beat my record. I shat a tird longer than the Loch Ness Monstress!