A running stream.
A running stream of Idol's tears.
A young fawn jumped and splashed in the water. She tried to run along side it, but just couldn't seem to keep up with the water pulling at her legs.
"The water's fast!" she said out loud; stating the obvious. "I bet there's someone trying to take away the Idol's tears quickly so he won't cry anymore!" the fawn declared proudly, and watched the running water with admiration. She splashed down the river; water gently lapping at her back as she swam into deeper parts of the stream.
"If they're going to stop the Idol from crying all by themselves, they're going to need help!" she said to herself, and spat out the water that had washed into her mouth. Determined to find and aid the mysterious tear stealer, she continued her swim down the river. What waited her at the mouth of the river was not a mystical being of the imagination, but a rather peaceful pond.
"Oh, cool! Super cool!" the fawn cheered, and stepped into the deeper water of the pond. She kicked to keep her head above water, and grinned at the water around her like it was the greatest discovery of her life. "Are you the Idol's friend, Mr. Pond?" she asked it, and when she received no answer, simply decided the pond had said yes.
"Wow! You're a really good friend, Mr. Pond!" she told the calm water. Smiling widely to herself, she kicked her little legs and started to swim out further into the pond; curious of her discovery.