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Propelled by an array of diaphanous fins, a gossamer tail and a delicate brace of webbed hands, the ever-curious mermalien streaked through the ocean with her constant companion, the Fin Cephalarvum. Irresistibly drawn to the bulk of a lone ship bobbing on the wind-whipped surface, she cautiously approached its darkly stained underbelly, then froze in horror at what she saw. With her fishified senses arcing in electric apprehension, she fathomed the crimson streaks on the vesselís planking were none but bloody smears. Now even more wary, the wayward mermalien broke the surface and summoned the telepathic aid of her symbiont escort. Images unfurled in her mindís eye and she caught the glint of sharpened steel smeared with whale blood, along side cauldrons bubbling with a greasy frothing brew. A shiver rippled through her body as curiosity trumped fear and she drew ever closer. Deftly tuning the tympanic membranes just behind the symbiontís gills, she sifted through a nearly ceaseless, chittering drone in the midst of the deafening crash of the waves and plucked from among it all the alluring voice of a young topsider. Rising and falling like the undulating swells over which they carried, his words filled the mermalien with the rapture of a stowaway just returned home. Hastily, the winsome girl drew away from the ship, took one last wistful look, then dove beneath the rough waves into the oceanís quiet sanctuary.
October 4th, 2011
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