Mazu's eyes opened.
The light shimmered in speckles and beams
around her.
Bubbles clouded most of her vision.
She pushed
toward the sunlight.
Her lungs burning as she swam, being forced
to hold after the energetic battle demanded more.
She broke the
surface, gasping.
The burning of the once proud ship in the
wreckage around her.
Screams. Cries from what was left of the
crew.
She looked around.
Relief bloomed, seeing David
clinging on a piece of flotsam.
She paddled over and joined
him.
“Where's Pugsly?” She shouted over the noise.
David
just looked at her with frightened eyes.
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