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Magician had to say.

The road wound on through the forest, passing some nice pie trees. Mela
paused to have some watermelon pie.

Farther along she found water chestnuts and watercress.

That was the best that offered, as the land did not seem to have seaweed
soup or sea cucumbers. She could tell by the taste that fresh water had
been used, but that was all right for food. It was swimming and bathing
that required salt water.

However, time was sneaking by, and the shadows were taking advantage of
it to grow longer. Mela was intrigued by this phenomenon, because there
were not many shadows on the sea floor, but she realized that this was a
magic signal that night was approaching. She did not feel at ease
traveling in the dark, and anyway, her new legs were tired.

She needed a safe, comfortable place to sleep. Now where would that be?

She checked the manual. It showed a picture of a beerbarrel tree. Mela
wasn't sure about that; she didn't like the notion of swimming in beer
much better than that of swimming in water. Then she realized that it
was a dead, hollow beerbarrel tree it meant. So she looked around as
she walked, and sure enough, in due course she found one.

She went to the tree and examined it. She found a creyice that led to a
crack that led to a fissure that became the square outline of a door.
This was the place!

She felt along the edge until she found a latch. She worked it, and the
door opened. There inside was a dark abode girl about by fluffy
pillows. Not as appealing as ,,,alt water, but ideal in terms of
roughing it on the land.

Mela entered and closed the door behind her. Immediately a soft light
glowed from colored fungus. It didn't compare to that of deep-sea
plants and creatures, but it did give her a feeling of the depths, and
that was very nice. Whatever male she married would have to love the
sea, because she was a creature of the sea, inside as well as outside.
She lay blissfully on the bed of pillows.

"Mmmmph, mmmph mph mmmmmmmph!"

Mela jumped. What was that?

"MmmmmMmmmmph!" The muffled sound came as she landed from her jump,
squishing the pillows flat.

She scrambled to her tired feet. "What is going on here?" she demanded