.All that Verifies
.Plot 1
.Submarines
It was a common day, warm and slow feeling. The children, students of Syleph Academy, were making their way toward the city lake on a dry and dusty footpath. Each pointed at objects of interest as they trotted along. Frogs, flowers, bugs were a large majority of the interesting things.
The river bank was slightly flooded and the area had a light breeze flowing through. Two of the students seated themselves under a tree, the last, itching for a swim launched herself into the water.
She had gotten no more than ten feet deep when the surface disappeared like a light bulb fizzing out. She could see nothing but a dark blue, and in her fright had forgotten to breathe. White lights floated about in the water now, and she could see shadows moving past the curtain of blue. One of the lights caught her attention and she followed it, deeper and deeper. In the same manner that it had gone the surface reappeared, but this time so far that it was almost impossible to tell it apart had it not made an appearance. The pressure of the water only now began to press on her body and she was forced to swim back to the surface. And pass out.
The companions brought her back to the Academy, and it being her power to breathe underwater nothing was thought of the time she spent underwater, but the fainting was irregular. The student did eventually come to, after a number of days in the clinical wing. After a telling of her story a notice was issued to investigate the happening.
All scientists that the notice reached did not even give it more that a glance. What kind of occurrence could it be, it had never happened before, and had only one witness who had been incapacitated after the occurrence. She might have dreamed it up.
But the story did catch the intrest of a "misunderstood" scientist, one who could be called nothing but insignificance and a cause for shame. And he decided to fund and organize a way of researching this phenomenon.
And thus began the building of the submarines.
Plot based off story by Jorge Luis Borges, Suggested by Professor Alexandru Sheremet at the University Of Florida