The Magic Man

Jonas took a deep breath and he closed his hand in a tight fist, looking at the water. The water had now reached almost up to his shoulder and he just had a few seconds to drain it all out. "I can do this! Help me mother earth. Help!"

He mustered all the courage, and then instantly dipped his head, swimming to the extreme bottom of the barren land. He halted at one spot which was very close to the ocean. He then started to swirl his hands in clockwise motion, looking at that spot continuously. Suddenly the water started to rotate like and it rapidly started to arise from the land, forming a massive hurricane of sand and water mixed together. He rapidly began to swim upwards and as he proceeded up, the hurricane below him also increased in height.

"Where is he?"

"Did he drown?"

People were now looking for Jonas, who had yet not appeared out of the water. He was there last hope and for a few seconds there was no sign of the man.