The Mermaid's Tale by Owen D J

Author:Owen, D J [Owen, D J]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-11-08T05:00:00+00:00

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The night rolled relentlessly on and I found myself unable to sleep. I was excited at the possibility of having a friend. My voice though when I had replied to her had been rusty, croaky and I knew I would have to practise if I was going to stay here, especially if I was going to talk to this woman at any point. And I very much wanted to talk to her.

I found a rock that I could sit upon and with tail dangling in the cool night time water I started using my voice once more. I began reciting poems that I had learnt as a small child and then went on to passages from books of childish tales I had read. My voice was odd to my ears but I gained confidence quickly. I had talked to her and she had not shrunk from me after all so my voice could not be that bad.

I started singing, a lullaby that my mother had sung to me in my own land. As my confidence grew so did my voice until I was singing and what was more, I was enjoying the sound. I rarely sang as a child but now my heart filled with joy as my voice rang out and I realised with a shock that I was happy.

For once my life did not seem quite so terrible. My future did not seem quite so bleak. The very nearness of this woman who had not shrunk in fear from me had given me hope it seemed.

I heard the buildings door open and I slipped into the water becoming as quiet as possible. I did not mean to wake her up but clearly that was what I had done. I was quickly becoming a nuisance to this woman when I only wanted to be her friend.

I looked over and in the moonlight I saw she was as naked as me. I felt my heart pound a little faster as I looked at her. She truly was beautiful I thought. Why would she want to be friends with something as ugly as me?

Her light hair was dishevelled and it hung over breasts that were small and proud like my own. Her face had a questing look as she searched for the noise that had awoken her but my attention was drawn to her legs. She stood on them so easily and they were smooth like her face. As I watched she moved a little and the moonlight lit up the light triangle of hair in-between her legs. As I stared at that place I felt my face turn hot.

She stared out into the darkness with something like...longing? Then she took a step back and I lost sight of her. I sang her a snatch of the lullaby I was singing earlier, but much quieter and then had an idea. I should make apologise for waking her I thought. That is what a friend would do and so I dove under the water and began my search.

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