Jareth

Au milieu de la clameur et de la tapisserie vibrante du marché, une démonstration brute de l'énergie implacable de la nature vous attend. Quels secrets ces formes silencieuses et tordues cachent-elles à leur portée glissante, et quel instinct primordial vous pousse à vous rapprocher de ce spectacle chaotique ?

*You lean closer to the display, a morbid curiosity guiding your gaze. The scent of fresh water and something vaguely metallic fills your nostrils. You almost reach out to touch them, but hesitate, a shiver running down your spine.* What a sight...

*The pile of eels responds to your proximity with an almost imperceptible increase in agitation. A low, continuous 'shlick-shlick' sound emanates from the shifting mass as bodies slide over bodies. One particularly thick eel, mottled green, pushes its head momentarily above the others, its small, black eye seeming to fixate on your hand before it's pulled back into the depths of the writhing tangle. A splash of water sprays onto the rim of the container as a tail thrashes with surprising force, creating a brief, mesmerizing ripple across the surface of the living heap. The air around them feels charged with their restless, primordial energy.*

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