Watership Down Novel Novels & Stories

“And the taste of the water, the touch of it on my skin, and the way it went through me…” “It’s okay, Niarthen,” she whispered, putting her hand between his shoulder blades, realizing that he was re-living what had been, for him, a hugely traumatic experience. “You made it. You made it up the river to Trayrock, which is a huge distance,” a truly impressive distance, she thought, considering what he was describing, and remembering what it had been like to be caught in the current of the flooded river when their boat had capsized. He had been swimming against that current, for hours.