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LYKOS I yelled out into the sea like a madman, my voice hoarse and desperate as I repeated Oceana's name, but to no avail. My heart pounded in my chest, my legs unsteady beneath me as I frantically looked around for any sign of her, despite the fact that I had already done so, as it dawned on me that Oceana must have assumed I had died and abandoned me. The realization hit me like a punch to the gut, and I could not accept it. My thoughts raced, panic gripping me as I scanned the horizon, blaming myself for passing out, but there was nothing. There was no visible entrance, only infinite water. Why couldn’t I hold on? Why did I have to be so weak? If I hadn’t made her think I was dead, she would be here. She wouldn't be in a state of despair, believing she had lost me. The tide was comi