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Merfolk: Widely regarded as myth and fairytale, mermaids and mermen have existed for centuries. Many stories have been told of the half-human, half-fish creatures that live under the sea. Some contain wisps of truth, others are complete fiction.
The truth is, merfolk do exist. With the head, torso and arms of a human, and the tail of a fish, a mermaid does not grant wishes, does not strangle swimmers, or lure sailors into the treacherous reef, and is not to be confused with a siren or succubus. A mermaid can lay herself down to dry in the sun on a rock or a beach before standing herself up and walking away. She will maintain legs until she wets her feet, at which point she will regain her tail. As even approaching a shore or allowing one's self to dry is considered a social and spiritual taboo, it is very rare a mermaid ventures to land.
This story follows the tale of a particularly curious young mermaid and the things she discovers and learns when she does wander beyond the sea.
Nerina was anything but a normal, 20 year old female. There were things about her that set her apart. It was not because of her long, thick sheet of dark black, almost violet hair. It was not because her eyes were the purest, deepest of blue anyone had ever seen. Nor was it because she had the prettiest smile, or the most envied of figures. It wasn't her creamy, porcelain colored skin with the softness of liquid silk. It wasn't even because of her pristinely maintained jade and lavender colored pearlescent scales.
It was because among all the merfolk in the sea, she was the only one to have seen a real, live human. It was a secret that Nerina had kept for almost a week. A vivid, waking dream she played over and over in her head since she first saw him.
An exploration of a coral reef had accidentally led her close to shore, a blunder she swore then and there to never tell another soul about. To stray so close was unthinkable. He was sitting on a pier, facing, luckily, away from her, but still, Nerina knew what she saw.
He was beautiful. He was more than the stories had ever described, and not nearly horrible as her nannies had warned her as child.
As quick as she had seen him, she left. Nerina was curious, but not by any means stupid. The penalties she would have to face if she had been caught were too severe to risk. So, with the images in her head, she swam home.
Still, there was this itching, at the back of her brain. A thought that made every scale on her tail tingle when she allowed herself the moment to indulge. She had to find him again. To see him, to have him see her......
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OOC:
Male role filled! Thanks for the interest in the thread, and be sure to keep reading!
The truth is, merfolk do exist. With the head, torso and arms of a human, and the tail of a fish, a mermaid does not grant wishes, does not strangle swimmers, or lure sailors into the treacherous reef, and is not to be confused with a siren or succubus. A mermaid can lay herself down to dry in the sun on a rock or a beach before standing herself up and walking away. She will maintain legs until she wets her feet, at which point she will regain her tail. As even approaching a shore or allowing one's self to dry is considered a social and spiritual taboo, it is very rare a mermaid ventures to land.
This story follows the tale of a particularly curious young mermaid and the things she discovers and learns when she does wander beyond the sea.
Nerina was anything but a normal, 20 year old female. There were things about her that set her apart. It was not because of her long, thick sheet of dark black, almost violet hair. It was not because her eyes were the purest, deepest of blue anyone had ever seen. Nor was it because she had the prettiest smile, or the most envied of figures. It wasn't her creamy, porcelain colored skin with the softness of liquid silk. It wasn't even because of her pristinely maintained jade and lavender colored pearlescent scales.
It was because among all the merfolk in the sea, she was the only one to have seen a real, live human. It was a secret that Nerina had kept for almost a week. A vivid, waking dream she played over and over in her head since she first saw him.
An exploration of a coral reef had accidentally led her close to shore, a blunder she swore then and there to never tell another soul about. To stray so close was unthinkable. He was sitting on a pier, facing, luckily, away from her, but still, Nerina knew what she saw.
He was beautiful. He was more than the stories had ever described, and not nearly horrible as her nannies had warned her as child.
As quick as she had seen him, she left. Nerina was curious, but not by any means stupid. The penalties she would have to face if she had been caught were too severe to risk. So, with the images in her head, she swam home.
Still, there was this itching, at the back of her brain. A thought that made every scale on her tail tingle when she allowed herself the moment to indulge. She had to find him again. To see him, to have him see her......
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OOC:
Male role filled! Thanks for the interest in the thread, and be sure to keep reading!
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