Cast into the frigid white rapids, Aribelle's heart felt as though it had stopped. The water pressing against her ears, all other noises around her were suspended in a dream-like hush as she was paralyzed by the shock of her body being plunged into the depths of the glacial currents which ran fast behind the bridge. Awakening from her daze, Aribelle struggled.
Her senses restored all at once in a terrifying eruption, each agonizing throb of her heart and every crash of the raging waters that surrounded her returned to Aribelle as she remained helpless to the stream's current. Thrashed around by the formation's tumultuous flow, her lungs burning as they yearned for even a gasp of air. Sinking down further into the water, Aribelle thought herself beyond the hope of receiving immediate reprieve. Until, her body was slowly lifted up towards the surface. The water nymphs, residing in the inhospitable waters of the stream, finally taking mercy upon her tormented body.
