I tried to hold my breath for as long as I could. Air escaped from my nose in bursting bubbles from time to time.
I thought I was going to drown and die, but Charavan swam back to the surface again. I took in a big gasp of life-saving air.
My eyes were blurred from the rushing water. I shook my head and brushed my hand roughly over my face. All around us was no longer the river. The sounds of waves crashing onto the shore filled my ears, and the taste of the water was salty.
"We are at the sea?" I gasped.
Charavan went swiftly towards the beach. He climbed like a gecko over the black jagged rocks that surrounded the white sand. I clung to his back until he stopped, and I got off.
The waves were lit with luminous plankton. The coast was long and white with sparkling powdery sand. It was truly an outlandish place.