210-The Missing Years Pt.3

Chandea, Year of Severus, 16, I.R., the 1st day of Winter, Broken Springs

Water. There was no one around him but the cold, freezing water as he slowly sunk deeper and deeper. It was getting harder to breath, as the icy liquid filled his lungs refusing the air to go back in it. Adaloun looked up from the depths and saw a ray of golden light dancing in the surface of the water, as his body slowly went numb.

He could've just closed his eyes and sunk deeper into the dark, cold depths of the unknown waters. He could've surrendered himself in death's embrace and end it all for good but he still wanted to live. He opened his eyes and fought back his numbing body. He moved his arms violently and paddled as hard as he could while using the last air in his lungs for one powerful struggle.