Celine Yvonne Cunha
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Treacherous Waters
It had been a long swim. Cassandra Tomtin was finalizing the last leg of her nightly 40 mile perimeter sweep on the lookout for any last vulnerable prey. The temperature had drastically dropped in the last ten miles but Cassie hadn’t felt it, numbed by routine. She also didn’t feel the escalation of the current, which had little impact on her sleek placoid scales and 2000 pounds of pure muscle, but she did feel a twinge of discomfort snake along the 10 inch scar on her right side. It prompted a clouded memory which momentarily softened the icebox around her heart, but she instantly shook it off, and continued the last mile stretch in complete focus, before dropping to the depths of the ocean floor and retiring to partial awareness, softly floating in a deep sleep.
By Celine Yvonne Cunha3 years ago in Futurism