Foundling
Not resisting, Hunter was moved deeper into the water father away from his friends and a little to the left of hers until the water was up to his chest. From one step to the nest his head went from the surface to falling beneath the warm dark of the lake where nothing could be seen. Water filled his mouth, his nose, stung his eyes. He tried to surface, but did not know how to swim and his thrashing seemed to only weigh him as he slipped deeper. Hunter stretched forth his mind, his powers, and nothing happened. He became afraid, began to despair when he felt hands grasping, pulling at him. He clutched at them in his desperation until he felt them retreat. Why had they left, he wondered? And w
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