The cold waters dripped from his body as he stepped slowly towards the shore. The sunrise peeked through the gathering clouds as he emerged from water to land, the rocks cold and hard beneath his feet.
Standing in the shallows he looked down at himself and then around at the world laid out before him. All was quiet bar the sound of his breathing and the beating of his heart deep within his chest. Surrounded by the still waters and unyielding earth he looked to the skies as the first rains began to fall.
He smiled instinctively as the drops of rain started to fall onto his skin, mixing with the waters from the lake, and the noise of rain falling onto the rock and water filled his senses.
Stepping onto the shore he reached down and placed a hand onto a smooth rock, whispered quietly to himself and watched a carpet of dark green grass spread before him dappled with small white flowers.
He smiled again. There was much to do.