“The stronger the better, we will get out of here more quickly,” Kelpie said.
“I'm not sure I can stay like that too long,” Jezabel answered.
“Be a good angel, ok, I promise it will totally worse the effort."
The first drop of water felt on the ground. Kelpie placed himself below Jezabel trying to catch the next one. It felt on his forehead. That's what he needed. A second drop, a third drop, he was getting wet slowly. He didn't know how many drop it would take so he stopped counting them. He started to feel the power of the water inside of him. It was warmed up by Jezabel's arm, she was unaware that she contributed in making it stronger but Kelpie could feel it. He close his eyes letting more and more water come to him. There was no need to rush the water was soon going to flow in his vein, just a little more time, just a little more.
The meal trap opened and Jezabel startle making more water fell on Kelpie's face.
“What the hell are you doing?” the voice of a male fairy said.
Kelpie choose that moment to change and rise up through the dripping water catching Jezabel on his horse's back, few minutes later they emerges at his usual spot way far down the river.
Kelpie walked out of the water carrying the angel. She was clinging at his back, probably scared she weighted like a feather, very light, that wasn't a disagreeable sensation.
“Could you get down? You're pulling on my mane,” he said shacking himself a bit.
Jezabel seemed to realise what had just happen. She fell of his back on her bottom.
“You're a horse and you can speak and where are we?” She looked around a bit confused.
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