SevenCoronadus
Maati helps Sokar roll David onto his stomach. They clear away the kelp tangled around David's body. When they had found him floating face down in the shallow water and dragged him to the beach, they were uncertain if he was alive. Now, moments later, there is still no movement from David's lungs.
“Is he breathing?”
“No.” Sokar kneels astride David and deftly applies pressure to his back, releases and presses, releases and presses. Water spews from David's mouth and nose and his lungs come alive again.
“Good. He's coming to.” Sokar stops the resuscitation. Maati removes her scarf and wipes the bile and mucous from David's face.
“He's very weak, Sokar. We should carry him back to the house.”
“He can ride my pony.” David is muscular and solid, while Sokar and Maati are t
