George and I floated back to the surface. The feast was over and they send us away. The spell that allowed us to breathe underwater would be lifted once we reached the surface again. The light from the surface got brighter and the water got warmer. We reached the surface and the warm air blew in our faces. I looked around and saw my pile of clothes lying in the same place. I swam towards the land and George followed me. We climbed out of the water and George ran away from me.
‘Where are you going?!’ I yelled after him.
He didn’t reply. I gathered my things and put on my shirt. I would keep those shorts on. I put my
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