Impulsively I dove into the glacial lake and swum vigorously."What are you doing?" Raven shouted.
I shook water droplets from my hair and laughed. I felt free and wildly alive in a way I never had imagined I would in this place.
Everything was beautiful.
Raven was beautiful. His hair was long and black, his skin ivory-pale, hard, and stretched scarce across the bones of his face.
Funny I had never really thought of him this way before. I had held him in awe as our leader: his beauty was cold and harsh.
Now a light crept into his eyes. Dared I believe my antics amused him?
I rose from the chilly water. It streamed around me in dozens of rivulets, thrilling me with the icy touch of wet and wind.
He stared as I waded toward him.