("Kylie, wait!" He shouted behind her. She paid him no mind, sandals slipping on the dusty path below her. The dock appeared as if from nowhere, a finger reaching into the endless blue of the lake. The moment her feet touched wood she leaped, flinging half her body off the edge. Where--there! Her hands touched Luna's and she tugged. "You're not dying today, you stupid nymph!" She screamed, desperately trying to pull her friend up.) Text by Silver Leonhart.