Ragtag Daily Prompt: Fog

Adriana was gliding smoothly on the water in the little skiff. She’d found it moored on edge of the reflecting pool. It was a pretty thing with white paint, festooned with small artificial blossoms. Although she’d never done it before, she found it easy to maneuver with the single, gilded paddle. “People at Court are about as genuine as these flowers.” She giggled.

“Ho there!” She heard the voice before she saw its source. It was difficult to discern the other edge of the pool because of the morning fog.

“It’s only le comte des Deux Chats, but you may call me GarGar.”

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