01-02-2008, 12:30 AM
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He still didn't really consider himself a "swimmer" of any sort and wasn't sure he even wanted to be counted as one. He wasn't swimming so much as thrashing across the amazingly shallow water and weak current. To him, swimming would be conquering the angry ocean waves and being able to tame them somehow -- it was a child's fantasy, being able to control the waters and bend them to his will, but he liked the idea very much. How awesome would it be to be able to make the ocean do whatever he wanted? Or even just the river? To slow it down and speed it up at his will! Arkham wasn't silly enough to think it was possible to that extreme, but it was neat to think about anyway.
Frozen?the pup wondered, taking a few steps onward in the snow,
Water can freeze?It was an entirely new concept for him. After all, the ocean would never freeze and it seemed unlikely that the river ever would ever. And as those were the only two forms of water he'd encountered, it'd simply never occured to him that water could freeze. Maybe snow was kind of related to water, but it wasn't really solid, was it? And the icicles hanging from the roof of the house... well... he hadn't really known what they were.
Can you walk on it?