Safe WatersLina swam through blue water. Bubbles fizzed over her bare breasts and the golden scales of her tail. She darted to the sea-bed where flatfish skimmed over corrugated plains of golden sand, glided around fairy cities of coral, their reds and purples and yellows brighter than any garden flowers. Then she charged upwards, upwards to the light, rising within a cone of froth, through the hard barrier of the surface to leap into the clear air. She called for sheer joy before diving back into the warm depths.
She should have done this long ago. Two weeks out of her busy life, all the demands of career and family forgotten. Her cares set aside along with her body, lying back there in the medsuites of OceanBlue Inc. while her transplanted neural matrix revelled in this synthetic replac
