Fish, you have to light a lamp in the river to see me clearly. I am a female ghost who lives at the bottom of the river. I have many, many looks, but none of them are mine. I live at the bottom of a river and wash my face with fresh water every day, which has long since washed away my appearance.
Sometimes, I want to open up the river and let some sunshine in. Shoot into my eyes, making them darker.
But the sun didn't darken my eyes. It gave me blisters on my hands. I sat on the bottom of the river and popped the blisters with hard rocks.
Fish, when you light that lamp, I will put on a clean face. Then, you see a clean female ghost. Just take me home.
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