Taken from Atlantis and the Dolphin of Knowledge – Chapter 3
Pearl’s sleep was disrupted by dreams of dolphins and mermaids amidst dark ruined buildings and even darker waters. The silence and the pressure of the water on her lungs were suffocating. She felt lost and out of her depth and when she focused on the faces of the mermaids, she saw that they were in fact the faces of Coral, Angel and Ariel.
Then she saw herself dressed in the robes of the ceremony of the Dolphin of Knowledge. Her creamy white hair floated wide in the ocean, her ringlets mixing with the seaweed that almost resembled a green extension to her own hair and curled about her body like the delicate tendrils of some strange spiritual octopus caressing her tenderly. She reached out her arms to her companions who seemed not to notice her trouble; wordlessly begging them for help as she fell silently down into the murky depths, matched only in its total darkness by the pitch black of unconsciousness she knew would soon engulf her.