I chose this picture because I am currently thinking of sirens and this picture of the waves and the sand gave me a very vivid image of them. I've been trying to think of mermaids and their lives if they were real since I like to write and right now and very much into fantasy and the different creatures. I'm thinking if mermaids are worth adding to a story. What called my attention is the big stone standing in the middle and how it sets a specific scenario in my head. Aside from the story below, I would research on the types of fish one may find in this scenerio.
The waves clashed violently against the rocks of the shore on a breezy afternoon. The goddess of the sea must be in one of those moods to set such a blaze with the sea and the creatures of the sea did not take the new temperament lightly. One specific creature, who often found herself swooning over the clouds up above and sighing over the sparkling gems down below. Her name was Idris and her creamy hair was as fair and long as the evergrowing night on a winter, reaching almost to the middle of her mertail. Her eyes were that celestine blue of the sky and her lips were ever as luscious and inviting as purple grapes on a hot summer day.
But on this day, the storm had caught her and like a tornado swirling in the ocean, she was dragged violently onto the shore. Her head hit against a rock and she lost all thought as the world faded away.
The sun woke her with its warmth, as if her life hadn't just hanged in the balance the day before. She squinted her eyes open, the brightness of the sun too much to bear on such a morning as this. She had no time to tend to her injuries as she saw a man. The most vivid man she had ever seen. He kicked at the sand as if it was his to discipline and she hid behind the very rock that had hit her in the head. The wound still as present and painful as yesternight. The man was handsome and she immediately wanted him.
Filling her lungs with air, her sharp teeth, like that of a shark, exposed themselves and a tune so melancholic and yet so beautiful came from her voice. She sang for the man to help her and care for her as only a man could. He heard the tale of the saddest and neediest lullaby and his heart melted away. She sneaked a glance from the rock to the man whom in finding her, offered her a warm smile. His eyes immediately flashing as he became horribly in love with her. She giggled timidly and hid as he told her to not forsake him and to keep singing with her angelic lips. She did not reveal herself but sang for him.
"Oh spirit that fills the heart with want
Grant me strength to survive my gallant
For I am cold at nights
And for I am warm at days
My heart still wants what it can't have
And thy soul is ever trusting
Ever loyal to thy ears and eyes
I pity thee and I pity I"
As she sang for him, he moved closer to see her but, she was oh so very timid of her appearance for she was as bare as a new babe that is ever welcomed into this world. She turned on the rock and dragged her body where he could not see her.
"Please, I beg thee. If this is a dream, dare not wake me. If this is real, blessed I be for I have found the most fairest of all ladies but, accursed I am for she hides her uncomparable beauty from mine eyes. I beg thee, oh sweet a lady, step out of this rock and bathe in the glory of the golden sunlight with me. I will hear thee sing long into the night. I will be your most devoted lover that will adore thee as a man would adore a god." he said with a soft yet desperate tone. She peeked once more from her corner, a small smile on her lips.
"And how much is that, my lord? How am I to know the strength of your beliefs... more importantly, your words. Do you swear to devote thee entirely to my every whim?"
His hand caught hers and she gasped, growing very still as he had tricked her into a corner. He looked at her, his eyes intense on hers "Aye." he simply said before his lips kissed hers and sealed his fate.
She smiled, oh so wickedly as he began to rot. His young skin grew wrinkles and his dark hair became as white as the moon. His skin shriveled but he dared not stop the kiss for he had damned himself to her every whim. The wound on Idris's forehead dissapear and her mertail split into two and a pair of beautiful long legs appeared from the scales of her former tail. She stopped kissing her pray, a sickening and yet stunning smile on her lips before the man fell against the rock, his old eyes wide and lifeless.
The waves clashed violently against the rocks of the shore on a breezy afternoon. The goddess of the sea must be in one of those moods to set such a blaze with the sea and the creatures of the sea did not take the new temperament lightly. One specific creature, who often found herself swooning over the clouds up above and sighing over the sparkling gems down below. Her name was Idris and her creamy hair was as fair and long as the evergrowing night on a winter, reaching almost to the middle of her mertail. Her eyes were that celestine blue of the sky and her lips were ever as luscious and inviting as purple grapes on a hot summer day.
But on this day, the storm had caught her and like a tornado swirling in the ocean, she was dragged violently onto the shore. Her head hit against a rock and she lost all thought as the world faded away.
The sun woke her with its warmth, as if her life hadn't just hanged in the balance the day before. She squinted her eyes open, the brightness of the sun too much to bear on such a morning as this. She had no time to tend to her injuries as she saw a man. The most vivid man she had ever seen. He kicked at the sand as if it was his to discipline and she hid behind the very rock that had hit her in the head. The wound still as present and painful as yesternight. The man was handsome and she immediately wanted him.
Filling her lungs with air, her sharp teeth, like that of a shark, exposed themselves and a tune so melancholic and yet so beautiful came from her voice. She sang for the man to help her and care for her as only a man could. He heard the tale of the saddest and neediest lullaby and his heart melted away. She sneaked a glance from the rock to the man whom in finding her, offered her a warm smile. His eyes immediately flashing as he became horribly in love with her. She giggled timidly and hid as he told her to not forsake him and to keep singing with her angelic lips. She did not reveal herself but sang for him.
"Oh spirit that fills the heart with want
Grant me strength to survive my gallant
For I am cold at nights
And for I am warm at days
My heart still wants what it can't have
And thy soul is ever trusting
Ever loyal to thy ears and eyes
I pity thee and I pity I"
As she sang for him, he moved closer to see her but, she was oh so very timid of her appearance for she was as bare as a new babe that is ever welcomed into this world. She turned on the rock and dragged her body where he could not see her.
"Please, I beg thee. If this is a dream, dare not wake me. If this is real, blessed I be for I have found the most fairest of all ladies but, accursed I am for she hides her uncomparable beauty from mine eyes. I beg thee, oh sweet a lady, step out of this rock and bathe in the glory of the golden sunlight with me. I will hear thee sing long into the night. I will be your most devoted lover that will adore thee as a man would adore a god." he said with a soft yet desperate tone. She peeked once more from her corner, a small smile on her lips.
"And how much is that, my lord? How am I to know the strength of your beliefs... more importantly, your words. Do you swear to devote thee entirely to my every whim?"
His hand caught hers and she gasped, growing very still as he had tricked her into a corner. He looked at her, his eyes intense on hers "Aye." he simply said before his lips kissed hers and sealed his fate.
She smiled, oh so wickedly as he began to rot. His young skin grew wrinkles and his dark hair became as white as the moon. His skin shriveled but he dared not stop the kiss for he had damned himself to her every whim. The wound on Idris's forehead dissapear and her mertail split into two and a pair of beautiful long legs appeared from the scales of her former tail. She stopped kissing her pray, a sickening and yet stunning smile on her lips before the man fell against the rock, his old eyes wide and lifeless.
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