Jesper
The frigid water, which replaces the air in his lungs, stings as it fills his chest. Jesper feels as one does when being choked. He feels the oxygen reserves depleting in his vessels. He feels the light-headed disorientation that precedes unconsciousness. His aquamarine gaze remains open though he is unable to focus on what they see. The edges blur and the colors fade into a film of white. His lobes still funnel in sounds to cranium but, the only sound Jesper hears is the swirling and swishing of the lake's water restricting him to its hold. In a primal effort to preserve oxygen, the onyx steed ceases thrashing and, twisting. The water supports his mass and, once he succumbs, Jesper feels weightless. The murky liquid cradles him and, for once, the onyx stag desires this relief. There is no stiffness in his joints and, no cramps in his muscles. He feels as though he supposes a cloud might: effortless and floating.
Just as he is about to accept this state he finds himself in, Jesper senses the water shift around him. The force above him yields and, all at once, a surge forces stallion to the surface of the lake. A rush of air enters nostrils and, male savors it as his hungry lungs draw it in. His now exposed and soaken wet pelt meets a rush of arctic air and, sends a chill over his side. The sensation hauls steed from his tranquil zone and, hooves flail in an effort to find solid ground. Nape cranes to lift skull; however, his muscules remain frozen. A hoarse whisper becomes audible over his frantic flopping and, advices him to calm down. In a moment of clarity, Jesper wonders if this voice belongs to his torturer or, rescuer. As the water pulls him back under and, the steed finds himself submerged once more, he heeds it. Physique does not attempt to struggle and, instead, stallion craves to return to that peaceful place once again. Onyx stag submits to the pressure of the lake's water and, willingly becomes one with it. When the sensation of floating seeps in with the coursing of the liquid, Jesper closes his eyes. He relaxes and, moves loosely such as a ragdoll would. He keeps his thinker-box free from the rational and intellectual questions and, instead, finds himself enjoying this twisted state of peace.
Just as he is about to accept this state he finds himself in, Jesper senses the water shift around him. The force above him yields and, all at once, a surge forces stallion to the surface of the lake. A rush of air enters nostrils and, male savors it as his hungry lungs draw it in. His now exposed and soaken wet pelt meets a rush of arctic air and, sends a chill over his side. The sensation hauls steed from his tranquil zone and, hooves flail in an effort to find solid ground. Nape cranes to lift skull; however, his muscules remain frozen. A hoarse whisper becomes audible over his frantic flopping and, advices him to calm down. In a moment of clarity, Jesper wonders if this voice belongs to his torturer or, rescuer. As the water pulls him back under and, the steed finds himself submerged once more, he heeds it. Physique does not attempt to struggle and, instead, stallion craves to return to that peaceful place once again. Onyx stag submits to the pressure of the lake's water and, willingly becomes one with it. When the sensation of floating seeps in with the coursing of the liquid, Jesper closes his eyes. He relaxes and, moves loosely such as a ragdoll would. He keeps his thinker-box free from the rational and intellectual questions and, instead, finds himself enjoying this twisted state of peace.
jesper
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