An Underwater Village

Blazing is doing the backstroke. She just keeps paddling, and paddling, and paddling. But she’s in the never ending sea, so that’s all she really can do as a small human girl. Blazing closes her eyes as her chest starts to glow. Now she can do much more then swim in the never ending sea. She goes under the water as her curly red hair bounces behind her. She goes down, and down, and down, until she sees Impossible. Impossible wags her tail as she paddles toward Blazing. They meet in the center of the ocean and swim down still, to an under-water village. It isn’t really there yet, but that doesn’t really matter, because Blazing and Impossible can create one. They don’t mind the work. Impossible is a labrador retriever, and she likes to swim long distances. So Blazing sends her to go get the wood, and Blazing will get the mud. She turns around and finds a chocolate lab hair on her pail arm. She brushes it off and swims away as her violet eyes glint from the sun. Meanwhile, Impossible is sniffing out wood, when she finds a great forest. She stares at the forest, straight in the eye, and pretty soon she has a load of wood on her back. They both return, Blazing with several armfuls of mud from the ocean ground, and Impossible with several loads of wood.  Blazing uses a twisty stick to draw out the town in the sand, carefully fills it in with the mud and wood, and there it is. It’s bigger then Blazing thought it would be, but it’s still beautiful. Now they both walk in to the town, to find me, in one of the wooden houses, with my writing desk. Blazing looks at me with her dark violet eyes. She asks me why I am writing. I ask her why she is blazing. She says touche and floats to the surface, being sure to remember to write sometime. She will live forever, but so many things, she’ll forget to ever do. I look up. I can’t see anything - anything but the sun. And there’s blazing, right there inside it.