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The door spins through the colors once again, and you leap out when it reaches clear.

Water.

You are immersed. Cool clear water surges around you. You breathe it in. Exhale. You are sinking. Breathe, breathe. You float slowly downwards from a bright clarity above to clear clean darkness below. Breathe, breathe. You land on something soft and smooth. Far above you light twinkles down through the water, but it doesn't reach as far down as you are. Breathe, breathe. You examine your own body. You are...


By:  tyrsia


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