Under Sea

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Sinking... Fading

Life is getting darker

The sun begins to fade

My heart beats

My lungs burn

The creatures of the dark are coming alive

The bubbles float as my final breath escapes

A fading touch

Something is here

Something is near

I hear a voice

A whisper in the dark

A soft voice

The creature of the dark has a name...

Annabeth...

A sweet creature with beauty on her side

She saved me from my certain demise

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