Shayde dove underwater, the cold blue all around her. Her blue, green, and navy blue tail shimmering. She smiles as she sees red and green fish everywhere.
John fiddled with a stick, sharpening the tip of it with a knife. He sighs slightly and gazes around, seeing only trees and grass.
John fiddled with a stick, sharpening the tip of it with a knife. He sighs slightly and gazes around, seeing only trees and grass.




