The voice came from the statue, or at least seemed to come from the statue, as you fell over. It was then that you realise that the statue seemed to be coming to life, and she was staring with a metamorphing gaze at your panicking form as a flash transfigured the statue to a fully realised lady standing as tall as the original statue. You couldn't stop gazing at her perfectly shaped navel as the statue spoke directly at you, her voice booming and you stumble over in shock. She had a cropped hernia coloured hair with blue eye-shadow and a tanned appearance. You couldn't think of anything to say. She looked like a very large Egyptian teenager, at least 19 years old.
"Call me Tethys," the statue-lady spoke, "May I inquire what you are doing, gazing up here?"
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