Waiting (story) - Pobble

In the early hours of the morning, when the sun was barely peeking its head over the trees that surrounded the lagoon, he lay there. Waiting. The vast creature slid through the water like a partially submerged submarine, the majority of its bulk hidden beneath the green-tinged water.

It was a calm morning, and so the shiny surface of the lagoon reflected its surroundings like a window; a window that showed the true beauty of nature for those who looked into it. However, despite its beauty and serenity, the atmosphere in this place could suddenly change.

Power, panic and noise could put an end to the peace. The vast creature waited… He had seen something… It was ready to pounce rapidly. The forming circle of bubbles drew plenty of attention to the waiting predator…

It glanced in the distance, only to find a mystery; a mystery so unknown the creature decided to search in depth into this scenario. It searched high and low, keeping an eye out for clues. But the hippopotamus had no luck. 

It decided to take a rest, slouching down into its warm, comforting home. The hippo felt a lot more calmer now, as its eyelids shut drowsing off into the water it slowly disappears, leaving behind only the top of its head and eyes. In the meanwhile the mystery still awaited in the depths of the lagoon crease, it lay near the edge tossing and turning by a light drift of air. It was currently night in the African scenery.

Stars shone in the far direction of the moon. Dark hues enveloped the night's sparkling sky. It has struck midnight. Some birds would often fly over the vast expanse of water, although you wouldn’t see a lot of them.