Paradice in a swamp? That's new!

Everbody who crosses the creepy line dividing the swamp and other lands think it's a nasty fowl place no seeing the beauty in the dead center. A small patch of clean paradice like an oasis in a vast dry desert sits smack dab in the middle of the murky swamp. Trees bloom with brightly colored flowers and bares fruit while plants are a healthy shade of green. The ground is covered my two feet of crystal clear water purified enough to drink with Lilly pads floatting on the surface. No one knows it's here except for Satie and Glacier.

Satie, dressed in her usual two peice black cloth outfit that covered her breasts and hung around her wait with slits up the sides, waded in the water to Glacier. Her red gloved hands reached up to scratch the spot between his ears as he lowered his big head down to her level. He snorted in her face, the air blowing her auburn hair back behind her shoulders. Her blue eyes sparkled as she worked her way down his body willing away dirt from his gleaming white coat. The water was high up her calves, soaking the red knee highs she wore that matched her gloves. Glacier kicked up water that showered down upon her like tiny diamonds and she giggled trying to hide her face and air. He opened up his big wings and spread them wide, fanning them in the sunlight and drying Satie's wet marble skin. She sighed softly as she plucked a waterlilie and sat on a rock watching Glacier play and think about finding some one like her.