Diana accepted the offered hand of the gallant coachman as she descended from the carriage. Lila took her hand after, guiding her forward. Now at the entrance, Diana's gaze ascended slowly, her eyes tracing the towering rock labyrinth that seemed to reach impossibly into the unseen heights. The human couldn't discern the pinnacle from where she stood, she guessed she’d be able to see the rocks above the waves, confirming that the pressure in her ears wasn't a mere trick of the mind.
It’s the closest she has been to the surface in a few days.
The narwhals, guardians of this submerged realm, emitted a melodic whistle, drawing Diana's attention back to them. Nodding in acknowledgement, they whistled once more.
She felt recognised.
Responding to their acknowledgement, she mimicked the
