It'll Only Hurt For A Little Bit
Terrified, Tristan breaks the surface of the water. He sees Uncle Master grinning at him, in that not-so-nice way of his. Feeling a strange urge, he blasts stale air out of a hole in his back. What is this? He feels... different. Slick. In a way, powerful. He dives under the water.
So dark under here... at first. Then his senses adjust. He goes deeper. He sees fish, and water... so much water. It's kind of funny, how much water is down here. The thought is so stupid he laughs... but his voice has changed. He shoots back to the surface, performing a flip as he exhales.
He wonders if he could just swim away and forget about the rest of this magic business. No chores to do, down here. No beatings to take. He dives deep again, seeking the bottom of this watery kingdom. When he doesn't find it he surfaces again, and cries out. The sound of his own voice reminds him of a bird of prey.
Uncle Master looks so far away now... should he head back? He is tempted to swim further out. What a glorious life this would be: one of perfect freedom. Nothing to do but hunt and swim and live.
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