Chapter 9: Escape

 

 

We leap and hit the water

Running.

Fleeing.

 

Lost Sister, gone. Left behind.

Grasp slips in cold water

Plunge deeper, scramble up.

Current steals us downstream.

 

Catch a fallen tree.

Grip the necklace like a rose

And scream.

 

The fallen tree slips by, no grip

Shadows fall on us from above,

Many hands take hold.

Wings stir air, splash water,

Deliver us.