Bargaining

[rabidsamfan]

He stood by the falls and sang the song his great-grandmother had sung, the one which had called the ùruisg out from his brook. Too late he remembered that not all the spirits of the waters were friendly. Still he held out his hand and let her drink from his wrist, until her green face had taken on a human hue.

"What payment seek you?" she hissed through bloody teeth. "What will make me free of this place?"

"My friend's body," he answered, knowing the havoc she would wreak in the world.

"Tscha!" she cried. "Anything but that!"

And vanished.









Fair Warning: Wikipedia research and instant folklore. The wwoes prompt today was for the supernatural!