POV switches mid story!

I kneel down to the edge of the water that spans outwards in all directions as far as the eye can see. The space here is dark and twilight, the waters a deep dark blue reflecting the skies above it. The gravel beneath my bare feet press into my soft skin poking me and giving me slight pain. Curiously I place my hand above the water to see my reflection in the lapping waves. I lower my hand slightly so that just the tips of my fingers submerge in the pooling inky liquid. There is not much here in this liminal space. Just expanding water and skies. There is a small breeze that fans my face and body, grazing my shoulders and legs. Looking around at the gloom of the atmosphere I almost feel at home despite being in a new and strange place. The weather of this environment is like the time after a cool rainfall on a spring night. Complete peace when the air is made clean, plants are nourished, and you can relax and breathe. You can’t tell if you are alone in this finite space or if there is a presence here with you. Surely there are no other bodies wandering this shore. You are all on your lonesome and you are confident in that at least in a temporal manner. When you dip your hand into the water it feels cooling and soft. Your hand glides effortlessly as you play with the water and watch it move with you, splashing and swaying with your movements. There’s something about the water that naturally draws you in. Something about it that makes you want to completely submerge and allow yourself to float mindlessly. Completely encapsulated with your whole body surrounded by endless nothing and water. Water that warms and cools you, brushes against you and turns you with the tides. Theres something brushing against your mind. Almost like the lapping waves that stretch and rise to the shores edge. You could barely taste the sound but it held in your mind like a firm hand undeniable and not one of your own creation or possession. It was like radio signal being directly projected into your mind. The voice felt friendly despite you not being able to hear it. It felt masculine. Coaxing. It asked “Hello. Are you lost?”. Hello, are you lost.