Slide 14: Underwater woman

The student's eyes widened and he pushed his top hat down onto his head smiling and waving at the bus top he was leaving. The people on the bus driving off in the distance now had been stuck on a one hour long car ride with the student and he had gotten to telling stories of his tutor's travels which everyone listened to with great intent. So seeing him finally reach his detonation was a bitter pity. Now the student was alone by that bus top, off all around him was pale green fields with a gravel road below it. Off in the distance was a little house by the prayer and off from that a shallow lake. The student smiled once more and made his way across the grass and to the little house and knocked on the front door. He stood there waiting not less then a second when the wood pushed past and the young man was faced with the older gentleman he had spoken with through letters these past two months. "Terrie!" The student laughed reaching out to hug the older man but he moved away instead just shaking his hand. "Seems like you came here early." "No! I was on time." "You always are." The man mumbled and shut the door behind the student, a few moments later the man came back out starting to pull a long and thin boat that barely fit out of the door. "Come on, how about you forget your brains and use your body." The student smiled and came along the old man's side and fully pulled the boat out of the house and started down the path outside the house. It was a long pull to the sea so the young student started off pulling. "I'm gonna be taking so many pictures! Your backyard is a castle! Your the best pen pal a man could ask for!" He squeezed and smiled. The old man looked at him quite bored but smiled none the less. "It's nice. It's nice. Just don't tell anyone in your little notes or blogs or whatever, where I live." "Only the state you live in, I promise." Student winked. The grass they walked under would seem very untrimmed and mowed, and it was, the old man hated to mow around here the grass always seemed so lush. The old gentleman that lived there was by no means a amazingly kind person or really a gentle soul or any such nonsense as that. But when it came to nature he grown into a old hearted lion atop a silver hill. He cared about his land he gotten from his parents the way a father cared for his son. "Are you sure you don't want any credit for owning these things?" "Yes." The student shrugged and smiled shyly. They pushed the boat finally all the way over to the lake and finally the boat at last started flouting off and the two men jumped on board, then the gentlemen started rowing the boat through the lake. And when I tell you lake, trust me it does not look like a lake. From where the two sat inside the wood you could see no end to the water and if they kept rowing for hours they wouldn't see it. This 'lake' barely hits the mark on what a large body of water is. The castigation's of large bodies of water was somewhat unclear as it was but this little sea really pushed the boundaries. The only reason it was not a sea given it's size was that it connected to no other seas. The water below them was shallow but regardless of the level of heat or cold the water never seemed to go down or become more shallow or less. There was a good eleven feet from the wooden boat and the sea floor below. It was a pretty light blue with yellow shinning throw. The sand at the bottom looked like it had little pearls shinning throw. Fish colored bright red and white swam slowly across the top barely just moving out of the way for the boat, they seemed fat and lazy and pleased. In the sky above them it was bathed a light blue with a more brighter shade at the base of the Harrison, yellowish orange clouds dotted the sky and every now and then you could see a little red cardinal flying throw the air with his mate. Now the boat was really moving, they said goodbye to the land and pushed off into the waters. Now grass was only something in the distance. It worried the student only a little, what if the gentleman forgot what direction they where? But no, the old man had swam these waters all his life, nothing bad would happen just when he arrived here. And besides, he needed to be brave like his tutor. Thinking of his master made the student blush a little knowing what a shadow of him he was, he known he'd never be as great as he was, but maybe a different kinder sort of person. After all his master found out a great many things out in his travels, he had gone on many adventures many parrots many trials. So much of his master's work had propelled science into a much better age and the student known his name would go down into history as one of the most important explorers of all time. His life would be made into many a books and plays and stories, as it was already. But his master hadn't done a few of the many good things in life a normal person may do. The most of all those things being having a wife and children. Maybe the student could build some of those things in the future? He known not but regardless he hoped to at least be a kind shadow of his master. "When did the ruins fall down?" The student asked and the gentleman stared out blankly into the sky before saying anything. "Before America was founded, before the Spanish landed. Before the cannibals came. These where the natives before the natives. Nothing beyond that is all that concert as far as your little historical notes would be concerned." The student smiled blushed and looked back out to the sea wet eyed. "Is there anything else I should note, that is... Less concert then?" "Nothing I feel like talking about now." Finally they could both started to see the tip of the statue. There was gray stone inside the water. Over forty feet tall there was a giant dark grey stone statue. It was a statue of a woman with a cold face holding a sword, now the blade was cut in half. Her face and head alone was so large it was the full body of the student and a half. The water slashed around and moved through the body shinning like a diamond in a strawberry. Inside the coroners of the statute little fish nests living in the cracks. The little fishes living in the cracks when they breathed bubbled came up. Almost a tear came to the student's eyes and he pulled out the camera inside his left pocket, the really thin one he'd need to get revolved later. He snapped a few nice pictures from any many angles as he could get. He stood up tall on the boat making it rock slightly. He captured it like a weathered man ranking up the fish up to himself. "It's so beautiful out here! How many times have you taken your grandsons out here Terrie?" The old man thought for a moment. "As many times as they've come here. Ha, when Paul- the oldest, got old enough he liked to swim down and touch the woman's nose and eyes. I know when I was a young boy I used to enjoy swimming down to her lips and kissing her quickly for coming back up." "A splendid first kiss!" The student laughed and laid his camera down and took his jacket off, the old man laughing beside him, and jumped into the water swimming down to the woman, he met at her lips and almost laughing pressed his lips against her's. And then the lips kissed back and his eyes went wide.