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Jan Oskar Hansen
There was a small lake near the farm I lived at for some
years in my childhood. The lake was on peat land, and
it water was fenny and dark. The lake also had slow
swimming trout, that tasted of mud when eaten and
where left to swim placidly around near the surface of
the lake tarn. My friend and I built a small boat with sail
we tried to cross the mere, but the boat sank. My friend,
Peter, who could swim tried to swim ashore, but didn´t
make it. I remember his scream as a thing dragged him
down and hoped he would stop. There was a silence, then,
I heard the voices of the adult coming to the rescue.
They never found Peter in a pond that had no bottom,
was lukewarm and boundless and had its foundation in
the maelstrom of conflicting horrors.