Written for the 2-Day Drabbles challenge on the discoveredinalj livejournal community


Chipped pale blue railings, weakened with rust, turned grey and black by the night.

Beyond them, the midnight of rapidly flowing waters, deceptively calm on the surface.

Fathomless dangers lie therein, open to those fearless enough to plumb their depths.

Was he fearless enough to plumb depths of equal magnitude?

To allow himself to get caught up in the tides of such a force?

The air stirred and the damp wooden seat resettled beneath him.

The weight of an unassuming hand settled upon his knee.

Caught up? Too late. He was already drowning with hope of no rescue.

"Ready?"

"Yeah."

-- THE END --

September 2007