All was quiet, if only for a moment. Anxiety and fear having peaked, both Shift's body and mind fell silent, the world drifting into a haze. Staring blankly at the water bed, current rushing past, but unable to touch, was a being coated in armor; one that left very little. From outside, nothing could harm, or reach, it. And from within, only vague vision suggested there was an observer - a subject that waded in the darkness, numb to all else. As it lay on the ground, unfeeling and uncaring, there was nothing to act on. No reason to move. But as the faint whispers of moonlight trickled through the water's depths, its body began to act.<br/><br/>Pushing up from its short slumber, with an air far too gentle for its entrance, the dark figure reared its head, silently searching for the moon. As specks of light filtered down from the trees, landing gently on its hardened shell, the creature sat quietly, inexplicably drawn to the sight, and longingly gazing beyond the branches.