[ He moves further through the wood, eyes narrowing as he thinks. ]
A great storm came to Boralus, lashing the port. The tidesages all gathered, trying to hold back the waves, and the mermaids came to work with them. Many of both lost their lives trying to build a sea wall to protect Boralus from being swept away. Ery worked among them, Halia constantly swimming to her side and begging her to rest, until finally Ery falls from the sea wall down into the waves, unconscious. Halia gathers her body and swims out into the ocean, cutting along the bottom of her feet. All of the tidesages assume her dead as the two sink into the waves, but then Ery resurfaces and it is just as Halia said. She has become a mermaid.
[ A transformation, of sorts. ]
I've been thinking about that story a lot, and about our own prince and his obsession with feet. About the scaled beast in the lake and the tales of sirens. I have wondered if the prince is also being... transformed in some way, out of affection.
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[ He moves further through the wood, eyes narrowing as he thinks. ]
A great storm came to Boralus, lashing the port. The tidesages all gathered, trying to hold back the waves, and the mermaids came to work with them. Many of both lost their lives trying to build a sea wall to protect Boralus from being swept away. Ery worked among them, Halia constantly swimming to her side and begging her to rest, until finally Ery falls from the sea wall down into the waves, unconscious. Halia gathers her body and swims out into the ocean, cutting along the bottom of her feet. All of the tidesages assume her dead as the two sink into the waves, but then Ery resurfaces and it is just as Halia said. She has become a mermaid.
[ A transformation, of sorts. ]
I've been thinking about that story a lot, and about our own prince and his obsession with feet. About the scaled beast in the lake and the tales of sirens. I have wondered if the prince is also being... transformed in some way, out of affection.