Fearless is not the lack of fear 

My chin sweeps by a Cassiopea I can feel the tingling on my skin, the body finally sloshed inside a mix of moss, algae and sediments. The swim comes to a halt, the new moon low tide has drained the last of the few inches of water used to try to swim to the cave entrance. 


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