MettagiriSuru

 The sun was shining over a lake so big, it seemed more like an ocean. Along the shore, there were a few trees, but the trees were so enormous in size, they provided as much shade as 50 smaller trees. Sitting at the base of one of these giant trees was a man, by himself, gazing out at the water, with a large wicker basket next to him. Something seemed to catch the man's eye, and he leaned forward, as if looking into the depths of the center of the lake. A breeze blew by, disturbing his long chestnut hair, which he reached for and brushed out of his face. With not a moment to lose, the man jumped up, and ran to the water's edge with the basket