» In The Deep

R I X E N My waterlogged call did nothing to stop the sirens. Okay, that's not completely true. Much to my relief, it did draw away Otem's attacker. But in my effort to stop the siren, I managed to draw the beast’s attention toward me instead. That’s what I figured, at least, because the next thing I knew the siren that had been heading for Otem swerved away, looping around Waker before heading straight for me.  Shit. I was vaguely aware of the other horses that surrounded me. Otem the ram-horned mare and Taivas, the silver pegasus in the distance, pleading with the sirens to stop. The unfamiliar dark-colored stallion emitted a loud thunderous roar, a sound that was more like that of a beast than of a horse, one unlike anything I had ever heard before. He charged toward me, teeth bared at the siren, yet his movements were but a blur of motion in the corner of my vision. Everything around me seemed to slow down and the dark water was silent except for the beating of my heart, every single pound in my chest like the beating of a drum. Panic flooded my mind, blocking all of my other thoughts, emotions, and actions. The only thing that existed in that moment was the ice spreading through my veins as I felt my blood run cold. I could not run. I could not swim fast enough. My equine body was not designed for underwater fight or flight. There was nothing I could do to defend myself except pivot my body slightly and attempt to kick (or rather, flail) my hooves out in the direction of the siren’s gnashing jaws, hoping to land a blow. "Talk." they heard me singing and they told me to stop quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock

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