This time, Gordo's gaze grew more focused.
He clumsily recalled the hand signs Marlin had taught him while trying to find that wondrous sensation of 'the earth becoming his own body'.
Time ticked by, second by second.
Fine beads of sweat broke out on Gordo's forehead, and his breathing grew heavy.
HUMMM!
After more than ten seconds of waiting, a soft hum sounded. The head-sized rock actually trembled.
Then, as if held by an invisible hand, it slowly and unsteadily levitated about a finger's width off the ground.
It wobbled as if it might fall at any moment, but it was really flying!
"Ah!"
Gordo let out a short cry of astonishment. The surprise in his eyes surpassed even what he'd felt when he created that little mound of dirt earlier.
He could feel an unprecedentedly clear connection forming between himself and the rock.
Marlin hurried forward, carefully observing the levitating rock and muttering to himself nonstop.
THUD.
