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Author's Note
I'm not quite sure where this story is actually leading to, so feel free to decide yourself. :)
To Crossover
by Tasha D-Drake
Water was the crossing place where worlds met. At first Rain had had to hold himself under, but now he felt as if he was being pulled down. The playful spring sun was moving further and further away as he sank deeper and deeper. His lungs were burning and he knew if his call was not answered he would die. It made this kind of magic so dangerous, but even as fear made his heart hammer he did not try and escape.
"Welcome, Child," a deep voice boomed. "You have braved the crossing; what is it you ask of us?"