[Stone won't be able to see anything. Looking forward, it's all just cool, sparkling water. Each and every boat holding its multitude of construction materials makes its way resolutely forward, just as they are.
But then, the boat begins to tip forward. Almost imperceptibly at first, but then faster, more abruptly, its path steep as it plunges into the water.
...or to what should be the water. But the water itself opens up, as if the lake itself was holding a secret doorway, a secret watery tunnel.]
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But then, the boat begins to tip forward. Almost imperceptibly at first, but then faster, more abruptly, its path steep as it plunges into the water.
...or to what should be the water. But the water itself opens up, as if the lake itself was holding a secret doorway, a secret watery tunnel.]