intentionally startled Lettitia, it was simply shy and had accidentally collided with her in a rush to be reunited with its friends. The shark was completely oblivious to the danger that it had placed Lettitia in and it swam out into the oceanâs darkness to find its friends. Mateo was also unaware of Lettitiaâs predicament and he carried on with his search for Pelagia outside the ship.
Meanwhile, Lettitia was frantically struggling to free her hair from the shipâs structure and for the first time in her life, the ocean in which she usually found peace and happiness, had now become a treacherous and life-threatening place to be. Failing to untangle her hair and having already inhaled some water, Lettitia suddenly realised that not only might she not return to the others with Pelagia, she might not return to them at all! Having held her breath now for over fifteen minutes, the urge to breathe was overwhelming. As she battled with her urge to breathe, the pressure within her body was building and becoming unbearable. She felt as if her head was going to explode. The urge to take in a breath, to fill her lungs with air and replenish her bodyâs need for oxygen to nourish its tissues, was becoming impossible to resist. However, she knew that if she gave in, if she succumbed to this urge to take in a breath, she would not fill her lungs with the air that she desired, the air that she craved to support her life, but she would instead fill them with water, sealing her fate and that would be that! She closed her eyes and prepared herself for her death; surrendering herself to the ocean that she loved and respected so much.
A tug! And another!
Whatâs that tugging at my hair?
she thought. She opened her eyes and as she looked around, she saw nothing there, but somehow the tugging continued, until eventually her hair was freed. Then, still with no one anywhere to be seen, but feeling just as if someone had picked her up, her body was cradled and she was lifted through the water and out of the ship. Then, with incredible speed, her cradled body surged upwards, rushing through the oceanâs waters to the surface. Once this surface was broken and she was out of the ocean, she gasped, filling her lungs with the nourishing night air and for the very first time she was able to see her saviour. The unseen entity that had been cradling her was now visible. His body was formed from the oceanâs water, his white hair and full beard were formed from the oceanâs spray. Then, just as a wave would surge towards the shore, Pelagia surged forward, carrying Lettitia back to the fishing boat, where the others were anxiously awaiting her return.
Pelagia was godlike, he was a part of the ocean. With immense strength and fluidity, he was able to change his size, shape and form at will. Berthold of Serenity Ocean and Beach, commander of the oceanâs Water Warriors, a truly magical and mystical being!
Onboard the fishing boat, Zavier, Aaron and Aprilâs attentions were instantly drawn to the wave that was surging towards them on the otherwise still ocean. As they looked closer, they could see Lettitia being carried to them and realised that this wasnât a wave at all and that she had indeed done what she had set out to do, she had found the oceanâs Berthold, the elusive Pelagia. As Pelagia reached the boatâs bow, he gently lapped at its side and then placed Lettitia on the deck.
âShe almost drowned and has gone into shock, you must keep her warm,â Pelagia said, in his authoritative, deep, booming and powerful voice.
April grabbed a couple of blankets from the boatâs wheelhouse, she placed them around Lettitia and sat with her, wrapping her arms tightly around Lettitiaâs shivering body to help keep her warm. Mateo had swum to the boat and was circling around it, leaping in and out of the water, searching the minds of those onboard, trying to find out what had happened to Lettitia
Meanwhile, Lettitia was frantically struggling to free her hair from the shipâs structure and for the first time in her life, the ocean in which she usually found peace and happiness, had now become a treacherous and life-threatening place to be. Failing to untangle her hair and having already inhaled some water, Lettitia suddenly realised that not only might she not return to the others with Pelagia, she might not return to them at all! Having held her breath now for over fifteen minutes, the urge to breathe was overwhelming. As she battled with her urge to breathe, the pressure within her body was building and becoming unbearable. She felt as if her head was going to explode. The urge to take in a breath, to fill her lungs with air and replenish her bodyâs need for oxygen to nourish its tissues, was becoming impossible to resist. However, she knew that if she gave in, if she succumbed to this urge to take in a breath, she would not fill her lungs with the air that she desired, the air that she craved to support her life, but she would instead fill them with water, sealing her fate and that would be that! She closed her eyes and prepared herself for her death; surrendering herself to the ocean that she loved and respected so much.
A tug! And another!
Whatâs that tugging at my hair?
she thought. She opened her eyes and as she looked around, she saw nothing there, but somehow the tugging continued, until eventually her hair was freed. Then, still with no one anywhere to be seen, but feeling just as if someone had picked her up, her body was cradled and she was lifted through the water and out of the ship. Then, with incredible speed, her cradled body surged upwards, rushing through the oceanâs waters to the surface. Once this surface was broken and she was out of the ocean, she gasped, filling her lungs with the nourishing night air and for the very first time she was able to see her saviour. The unseen entity that had been cradling her was now visible. His body was formed from the oceanâs water, his white hair and full beard were formed from the oceanâs spray. Then, just as a wave would surge towards the shore, Pelagia surged forward, carrying Lettitia back to the fishing boat, where the others were anxiously awaiting her return.
Pelagia was godlike, he was a part of the ocean. With immense strength and fluidity, he was able to change his size, shape and form at will. Berthold of Serenity Ocean and Beach, commander of the oceanâs Water Warriors, a truly magical and mystical being!
Onboard the fishing boat, Zavier, Aaron and Aprilâs attentions were instantly drawn to the wave that was surging towards them on the otherwise still ocean. As they looked closer, they could see Lettitia being carried to them and realised that this wasnât a wave at all and that she had indeed done what she had set out to do, she had found the oceanâs Berthold, the elusive Pelagia. As Pelagia reached the boatâs bow, he gently lapped at its side and then placed Lettitia on the deck.
âShe almost drowned and has gone into shock, you must keep her warm,â Pelagia said, in his authoritative, deep, booming and powerful voice.
April grabbed a couple of blankets from the boatâs wheelhouse, she placed them around Lettitia and sat with her, wrapping her arms tightly around Lettitiaâs shivering body to help keep her warm. Mateo had swum to the boat and was circling around it, leaping in and out of the water, searching the minds of those onboard, trying to find out what had happened to Lettitia
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