TITLE: Beneath the Waves
GENRE: YA Fantasy
There was someone in the water.
The towering waves lashed at the cliffs, sending a spray of water over the edge. Rika set down the protective ward she carried and stared at the blot on the surface of the ocean. No rocks were visible with the water this high, and it was too small to be the ruin of a long-sunk vessel or piece of debris, stirred to the surface by the climbing tides. And it was moving. A human-sized figure, swimming towards shore.
Impossible. The waters were cursed, inhabited only by the dead, the vaska. No one entered the waters and lived.
Rika stared at the figure. A memory sifted to the surface of her mind, as though dislodged by a restless wave.
Water. So much water. Nothing around but darkness, giving away to deeper darkness, an abyss that would rise to swallow everything. Panic rose as she realised she wasn’t breathing, but she found that she did not need to. She hovered as though weightless, as her limbs stirred the strange substance swirling around her. Her body had altered, her limbs loosening, shining with a bluish light. Her surroundings were the colour of a midnight sky, eerily beautiful and hauntingly silent.
She shook her head to clear away the memory. No one survived the water. So what approached the shore? The sun had not yet sunk, and Aeita, the first moon, had yet to make an appearance. The vaska never came ashore in daylight.