The cold grey skies stretched endlessly, wrapping around the horizon like giant wings, touching the water’s edge somewhere in a far away land. The water was cold and dark, though soothing, rocking gently around her body as she swam through. Her arms circled like a windmill, powering her deftly through the icy waters, off towards the edge of the world. She looked over her shoulder at the ominous sky as she grabbed a breath and powered on. She did not know where she came from or if there was anywhere to go to, but she kept on. Her limbs were numb now, still moving, though with little feeling. Her body was weighing her down, once buoyant and spry, now heavy. Tired, very tired. No end in sight, she realized she would not make it. She let her body relax, limp, melting softly into the depths, down down down.
And then… he pulled her out.
