Drinking Life (Keeper Of The Water Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
I weave in and out of the thick trees that line the river, trying to stay close enough to the shore to see the water. It’s not long before I catch a glimpse of the soldier—arrow impaling his chest—floating on his back. I squeeze between a pair of trees and leap off the riverbank, diving into the cold water below. With the worry of John bleeding to the death at any moment, I cut through the water like a dolphin, pumping my arms and legs furiously. It doesn’t take me long to reach the floating body—and another section of rapids. I’m wary when I approach the body but there’s no time for caution. Every second that passes takes me farther away from helping John, especially in the faster waters. Besides, the soldier’s eyes are still closed and he hasn’t budged the entire time I’ve seen him. It’s tough searching through a body while treading water that moves so fast. I rifle through pocket after pocket, becoming increasingly nervous each time I come up empty. I smash into a couple rocks along the way but ignore the pain, ignore the water that splashes in my face and forces its way up my nose.
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