(Making it to the surface had been difficult. The only thing that drove him was to escape the throbbing pain in his eye, the half-blindness so disorienting that Sunny didn’t know if he was moving down or up. Miraculously, his head broke through the surface of the River, his hand reaching for whoever had extended their help without a second thought.
Maybe he did have some form of survival instincts left. Maybe it was his sister’s voice ringing in his ears, asking him if he was still there. Maybe it was the familiar figure that had reached out to him.
As soon as Sunny’s hand clasped Basil’s, he froze.
Single eye widening in shock, though his hand didn’t let go.
Everything is going to be okay.
Panic shot through him, colder than the River. His breaths were shallow from more than exertion, vision darkening around the edges, framed solely on the other boy.
Here We Go! (CW: almost drowning, thoughts of suicide, panic attack)
Maybe he did have some form of survival instincts left. Maybe it was his sister’s voice ringing in his ears, asking him if he was still there. Maybe it was the familiar figure that had reached out to him.
As soon as Sunny’s hand clasped Basil’s, he froze.
Single eye widening in shock, though his hand didn’t let go.
Everything is going to be okay.
Panic shot through him, colder than the River. His breaths were shallow from more than exertion, vision darkening around the edges, framed solely on the other boy.
Still, he didn’t let go.)