One Breath can Change Everything

I can do it. I can do it. I've trained for this and I'm prepared. Even if that's not enough did you see the size of that ship that went down off the coast? Probably with enough gold for my family and I to be set for life. It's just wasted sat at the bottom of Tolga sea. What do fish need gold for?
Exactly.
The water is freezing. November is the worst possible time of year for this to happen, I risk hyperthermia just swimming all the way out here.
What's losing a few toes if that means Mother can eat warm food this winter, and we can finally get more blankts and firewood, and we can fix the hole in the roof, and we can...
An icy wave crashing into me slapped me away from my daydream. If I don't focus out here I will die. That is a fact.
Taking in my bearings I must be right above the shipwreck now. Although my depth perception is a little thrown off by the current. It's very strange the waters are so rough this morning.
This is a bad omen, the waters are always calm at first light.
Taking a deep breathe I pushed myself below the water line, the salt water burned my eyes as I struggled to pry them open. Taking in my surroundings though I spotted bright orange sails not far from me in the murky water. I remember this water being cleaner when I was a child, but I was also never this far out when I was younger.
Plunging myself downwards like an uncordinated dolphin, my hand grasped the sail. Inside my head filled with pressure, every meter descending it's increasing and my lungs soon accompany it. Screaming at me for being so stupid and foolish. I looked around below me and spotted a wooden hatchway that leads below deck in the darkness. I found my way in.
Kicking up off the main mast I struggled to the top of the sea. The promise of fresh air the only motivation I need. Stabbing feelsing starting in my chest, absolutely protesting the risk I am taking right now.
My head cleared the water and cold fresh air filled my lungs, I worked to steady my breathing. I only have one more chance at this. If I don't wrap this up before the fishermen begin their days I might as well kiss that gold goodbye now.
I took sharp, deep breathes in, steadying myself with each one. I can't spend too much time though, I'm treading water out here and can't afford to use too much energy. I prepared to make my second, and hopefully last, descent.
One more big breath...