Bicepa’s HomeThe water splashed against Bicepa as she swam across the pool. She had never noticed, but she was a great swimmer.
There were cottages and huts some distance away from them, and the nearest was a restaurant. There was a changing room nearby from which her best friend emerged.
SPLASH! Briana dived into the pool and they began racing.
For a while they were having a really good time.
Then Briana’s expression changed and she started shaking her, whispering, “Wake up!”
Bicepa blinked, and the scenario changed. The pool swapped with the floor and the huts with a wall. She had been dreaming.
She rubbed her eyes and asked, “What time is it?”
“It’s night,” was her friend’s reply. She was now towering over Bicepa and lent her a hand.
Minutes later, they were pacing down the wind
