On the Origin of Gladys

First thing you will notice about the monster isn’t her size or smell. It is the sound; a horrible gurgle that pierces through the tides and into your soul. The laws of time and space hold the most tenuous of grasps on her. She comes and goes as she pleases; from the shores of Aeternum to the rivers, lakes, and even ponds nestled within. Damage inflicted by a bite from her accompanies the victim beyond death. I have learned this from painful personal experience. Regardless of the mysteries surrounding her. I will not rest until I have her hooked, weighed, and gutted. She took something precious from me and I intend to retrieve it. I am weary of sitting in this chair, of this pain, and this half existence.