After a short walk, they reached the lake.
The water looked crystal clear, with gentle ripples caused by a small stream feeding into it from the far side.
Rheanne knelt at the edge and cupped her hands, scooping up water to wash the blood and sand from her face and arms.
Brandon knelt a short distance away and did the same. splashing cool water on his face, neck, and chest, washing away layers of sweat, blood, and sand.
The cold felt good against his skin, soothing the remaining aches.
*splash*
He glanced at Rheanne and was surprised to see her jumping directly into the lake.
The cool surface broke around her with a bright splash, sending ripples outward in perfect circles.
She surfaced a moment later as water streamed down her face and shoulders.
The torn white dress clung to her body and the fabric was translucent in places from the water.
