8. I was told there would be glowing.

At a moonlit pond a female tree frog swelled with eggs gripping submerged stems while silver light traced the surface. Guided by instinct she formed a plant cradled nursery then released her eggs. Tadpoles soon rippled the shallows growing limbs before venturing onto land. Her vivid hue and steadfast guardianship bridged water and earth completing another elegant life cycle.
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