Discuss this story in this thread
NO WORRIES, MATE
James Bond sliced through the water, feeling tiny waves crest on either side of him. The rest of the sea was still as glass. He turned in mid-stroke and opened his eyes to see the vast expanse of blue atmosphere, rippling, as if he were trapped under ice. He let out his last lungful of air and floated for a while, motionless as a corpse.
He rose for one more breath, then sank again, watching the fish pass