It had been the quiet after the storm. I sat up in bed – what got awakened me? I tried to sit down still to pay attention, but my heart was pounding. Throwing from the covers I considered look out in the rising moon shining brilliantly through the departing storm clouds, its silver lighting up my room.

Goosebumps rose on my arms and We tried to rub them straight down. At the gym pool, I peered down from the diving board, viewing as the rising moon solid its light upon water. Moonlight trailed in to the water and bubbles began to rise from the bottom, the pool thrilling to the moonlight as its drinking water called if you ask me.

Swept up in the moonlight’s song, I dove in an arc in to the still waters, shattering the moon’s reflection. Blissful waters greeted me, calling to me as one of its. It had been a thrilling knowledge as instead of the expected pool bottom, a gleaming undersea vista welcomed me.