Arthur was laying on the dock, his hands folded behind his head, and his eyes closed. The sun was just beginning to set, taking some of the heat with it, and casting long shadows across the rocks. Mera had disappeared an hour or so ago, wanting to check on things back in Atlantis but Arthur was perfectly content to hang around his childhood home for a little while longer yet.<br/><br/>As a boy he had always loved laying on the dock, watching the sun set and changing the sky all sorts of colours. He would stay there until the sky became filled with stars, and he would always try to find the constellations his father had pointed out to him. Sometimes he would lose track of time and his father would have to come get him, telling him it was way past his bedtime.<br/><br/>Laying there now, Arthur fondly remembered those nights when he would ask for just five more minutes, ten more minutes, fifteen, until his father was either sitting there with him and watching the stars, or carrying him inside. Arthur was tracing the stars that formed Canis Major when something caught his eye. It looked like a shooting star, or something like it, darting across the night sky in a curve towards the earth. As it got closer, Arthur didn’t think it was simply a star, or even a meteor. Following the path it was taking, he estimated where it was going to land, stood, and walked to the end of the dock. Pausing to take one last look up at the sky, Arthur dove into the cool ocean depths, a new idea in mind other than stargazing.