The water was getting colder. And deeper. Where a few minutes ago the temperature was pleasant, just right in fact, and the surface was at my knees, now it was definitely chilling my bones lapping at my mid thigh. Each step took me a little deeper. I saw that there was a trench ahead of me. I could see it through the water, the bottom sloping down precipitously. Huh. Hadn’t expected this. Did this realm allow me to breathe water? Even if it did, did I want to breathe this cold water? Wouldn’t I get hypothermia or something? Probably.
And now, here comes Fletcher. Again.
He loomed up out of the water ahead of me. He dragged clouds through the air behind him on strings that he held in his hand. Like they were balloons and he was the clown at the circus handing out balloons. He waved at me.
