March Mingle

There have been waterlilies throughout summer, clustered around the shorelines and butting up against the jetty. Sometimes they've bloomed, sometimes they haven't, but it's never been quite like this. They're everywhere now, even as we move into autumn. They crowd the beach, they give the ferry a hard time to land, they practically fill the lake end to end — and they're all blooming in golden yellow and bright white.
It's unnatural, in so many ways. Beckoning. Come closer. ]
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[ Something tells her she won't like the answer. ]
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[ It's a dramatic statement, but the situation calls for it. He has a chance to get newcomers on his side here. ]
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[ An even heavier question. Holding back and hiding away out of fear is the opposite of what she came to the island for. ]
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Now, they're only interested in clipboards and machine oil.
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I had assumed the people here were plenty respectful of nature. Perhaps it was just a way to attract visitors like me, but...
[ She trails off for a bit, unsure of how to continue. ]
I always thought they were kind people.