The water was cool, but not frigid. As I sank deeper I could feel the colder currents enveloping me.
We didn't accurately know how deep the lake was, if we could even touch the bottom.
He sat impishly, a small smile on his ancient bearded face.
The others eyed us warily.
He simply lay down doglike, and scratched himself absentmindedly with his horn.
He never lost that impish smile.