Water Puppet

By: Megan Cramer

The water puppets danced lightly along the ripples of the pond, lit by golden lanterns from above and below. They seemed to say “Welcome. Glad you are here.” but the woman couldn’t really understand. She didn’t speak their language. She watched as the puppeteers manipulated the delicate creatures, amusing the pedestrian and provencial tourists, with their millionth show of the day. No, she realized, it was the tourist language she didn’t understand. So she grabbed a water puppet and began to sing a soft song of the hope of the future as she sailed away with her watery stringy friend.

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