his eyes opened as he realized he was under water, slowly floating toward the surface. the bright light from the sun filtered through the murky water around him in shimmering little rays. when his face finally broke the surface he pulled himself from the water and stood.

ancient cypress towered above him, their weighted bows dripping with leaves and moss and beads of dew. the vivid blue sky shone between the tangled branches, sunbeams illuminating the water in wavering white patches that danced around him like butterflies.

he began to walk. the swamp water rippled gently beneath his silent footsteps.