“Why are you crying?”  The oreads asked.
“I’m crying about Narcissist” the lake answered.
“It doesn’t surprise us” pixies said. “Although we were fallowing him in the forest, you were the only one who could admire his beauty in a close distance”.
“So, Narcissist was handsome?” the lake asked.
“Who could know that better than you?” oreads asked surprised. “He was sitting on your shore all the weeklong days”.
The lake kept silence for a moment. Then it sighed:
“I was crying about Narcissist, but I have never noticed that he is handsome. I was crying for him because every time he leaned over me, I could see the image of my own beauty in his eyes.
“What a nice story” Alchemic says.