These next few posts are not so much compromise as they are pathetic excuses so I won't do my final paper

She resurfaced on the edge of the icy water. This is it, she thought. She wondered what could've happened if she accepted the challenge given to her by the goblin, she wondered if this was how dying felt like, she wondered lastly what other people might think once they see her body floating on the surface of the pond.

Maybe this isn't as bad as it seems it is, she heard her mind say. After all, I was practically born into this lake, I'm a naiad, for Neptune's sake! In fact, had it not been for that goblin's treachery, it would not be me, but him, in this lake -- feeling every muscle numb, every hair standing up, every tooth chatter, every...

And then, darkness.

But it was not quiet, for in another world, a banshee was screaming.