Chapter 28: Lost at Sea
Two days passed and the water seemed endless. Jaisia had swam well, but her strength was starting to fail. A floating piece of wood she'd managed to seize was the only thing that kept them afloat. She glanced nervously at Legolas. He was barely conscious, skin burned, lips dried and cracked from the relentless sun and she wanted to weep. "I am sorry, little brother, I have doomed us both," she whispered.
Legolas somehow still heard her. "It is alright, at least we will die together and free," he said.
"I will not die without a fight, you will not either. Hold on, Legolas," Jaisia said.
"Nothing ever seems to go right with us. Every since I met you my life has been chaos and I loved every minute of it. I am glad I met you," Legolas said.
"I am too, we had some exciting adventures, did we not?" Jaisia asked.
"We did indeed," Legolas said.
"If we had not met I would have spent my life on the plains and had three or four foals by now," Jaisia said, thrilled that Legolas seemed to be getting more alert.
"You do not want little ones?" Legolas asked.
"I do, just not yet. I am still young. I will want them eventually. I can teach them to call you uncle Legolas," Jaisia teased.
"I will teach them to use a bow," Legolas said.
"Hopefully they will have better aim then me," Jaisia giggled.
Legolas laughed with her. " I doubt anyone could have worst!" he said.
Neither of them knew why, but the bantering seemed funnier then it probably was. They laughed until their sides ached before composing themselves. They were silent for awhile after that, letting themselves drift why they rested.
A sharp nudge woke Legolas from a restless reverie. "What is it?" he asked.
"Something just touched my leg," Jaisia hissed.
"Does it hurt? Did you see a fin sticking out of the water?" Legolas asked.
"No, just a touch," Jaisia said. "You think it was….a shark?"
"Could have been, but we do not know for certain that it is, so do not worry," Legolas said.
"I guess you are right, but I am worried," Jaisia said. Just then her stomach rumbled loudly.
"I take it you are hungry too," Legolas said.
"I sure am, but I am thirsty more then anything," Jaisia sighed.
"Kind of ironic, is it not? Here we are surrounded by water, but it is not safe to drink," Legolas remarked.
"Yes, well, we should probably start kicking again while we can," Jaisia said and they began, but they only had the strength to keep it up an hour before they had to stop again. They gave each other knowing and sad looks. They both knew they were out of time and strength. All they could do was pray that their deaths would be mercifully swift.
The hot sun beat down burning their skin until blisters formed. They no longer tried to talk aloud for their throats were so dry that talking was to painful. Finally they both slipped into unconsciousness, sure they would never wake.
I know it's really short, but I just ran out of ideas, so I ended it. R/R please!