the blue water was clear and bright , the sky pale in contrast . and what if she ran out of air , locked in that trunk ? the stacks were actually shelves that had been carved out of the lumber logs , and the thickness of the wood cast deep shadows . grandfather , we are of a line that has been chosen to guard this wonder we were led to . and damn , he loved seeing that . but on the highway , in the fast lane , cruising along with some good music , it was sweet . 