Kali's Pool

The bottom of the pool was...peaceful. I don't know how long I had been down there. In the water, alone. Even as I looked out into the darkness, I could feel something staring at me, but I'm too small for it to be bothered.

My body had regained its sandy brown complexion—a very different shade from what I was born with. I had a tanned pale complexion in this life. I looked more like a European or American, and my blonde hair enforced that. Now in the pool, I looked more like my old self from my first life. My hair was a dark brown and had grown long enough to touch my toes. It floated above me like tendrils seeking out and trying to catch prey (there wasn't anything small enough to catch in the pool).

My feet felt planted in the ground, like a solid brick that has been left out too long. You know when you pick it up, and you just