Lake Rodney Narrow Minded

Waters glistened in the sun as the day ended its peak and slowly descended to afternoon. The day was slowly cooling now, and she could feel it in her toes as she watched the waters from shore, cyan eyes catching the glimpse of fish swimming by underneath. It was a welcomed feeling, the chill climbing up her limbs and cooling the rest of her body with its soft bite. 

The beasts under the waves were so beautiful, mysterious even. Their movement cutting the water so easily, their fins blending in with the depths and yet every now and then she could see some colour glisten off of them when they were struck by the light. If only she could swim. Dive under with them and see how they lived, see their world for all its brutal beauty. Surely it must be a whole new, alien, world for beasts on land. 

One... Two... Three... She stepped in a little further, careful with her footsteps as the waves and tides under her toes tipped her balance to be similar to that of a drunkard on a ship at sea. The push and pull of the water's edge was strong and yet relaxing, hypnotic. Her limbs were both heavy and yet body so light. Something so strange to feel for a damsel who spent her life in the snow and ice.

@Coven