Kintla Flatlands i won't cry; no, i won't shed a tear

Evergreen's question quickly captures his attention, and he frowns slightly. No, but it's faint. I think it leads this way... He moves toward the water's edge without thinking, nose dipping. The next moments are so fast they all seem like the same instant to him. He feels the slight shift in the earth below, the sinking feeling of instability beneath his feet — and then he's falling. Evergreen — Stay back, he might've said, if he'd only had another second. But time doesn't wait for him. He hits the water, breathless, and the frothing silver current swallows him.