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A sea monster erupts out of the marsh, scaring all the frogs away! They scamper like a hurricane away from the monster and they wonder, "Why is there a sea monster in the marsh?" It's an age old question that we may never get an answer to. But the frogs might.
The image depicts a sea monster rising from the marsh, causing the frogs to flee in a panic. The frogs are scattered around the marsh, some closer to the water's edge and others further away. The sea monster's presence is a mystery, leaving the frogs to wonder why it is there. The scene captures the fear and curiosity of the frogs as they try to make sense of this unexpected encounter.
Title: Monster in the Marsh
Tags: Mysterious, Storytelling, Ethereal Folk
[Intro] Ripples on the water, whisper in the reeds Night falls fast, and no one heeds [Verse 1] Deep in the swamp where the shadows crawl Where lily pads float and bullfrogs call A ripple turns to a tidal wave And from the depths, something grave [Chorus] Monster in the marsh, rising high Frogs leap scared into the sky What ancient tale do your eyes impart? Why do you haunt this boggy heart? [Verse 2] The cattails quiver, the fireflies flee A croak turns sharp in disbelief Echoes dance where brave frogs stood Now gone, dispersed through silent wood [Bridge] Is it curse or is it fate? Why now, why here at the midnight gate? An age-old riddle cloaked in fear Yet the frogs might know what brought you near [Chorus] Monster in the marsh, rising high Frogs leap scared into the sky What ancient tale do your eyes impart? Why do you haunt this boggy heart? [Melodic Interlude] (A haunting flute echoes through the reeds) [Verse 3] A whisper tells of a sea once wide That swallowed stars in an ebbing tide The frogs remember what time forgot Each leap away, a buried thought [Chorus - Big Finish] Monster in the marsh, rising high The frogs may flee, but they still ask why What secret sleeps beneath your breath? What tale of love or ancient death? [Outro] One day perhaps, the croak will tell Of the day the sea rose from its shell 'Til then the marsh holds tight its dream Of frogs and monsters and in-between [End]