The Awakening: A Short Story

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Like a hurtling mass of flames being submerged into the icy depths of the ocean, a soft hiss escaped the timid particles of water when they ventured too close to the deadly witch. Where there was water, there was oxygen, and each inhale sounded a brighter hiss. They were burning; the chemical bonds that held the form of water breaking and reconnecting with others.

At long last, Alemdha’s feet reached the river bed, upsetting the sand particles that stirred at the disturbance. Each exhale of breath sizzled and scorched through the frigid layers weighing on her smoking skin. The cold didn’t affect her, not anymore.

A lone figure in the far distance grew closer, the filtered blue light casting an eerie glow to rippling scales of a mossy green. Eyes of molten gold held steel resolve as her tail cut through the distance with ease. In a matter of seconds, the woman of fabled tales stood before Alemdha, her crown of silver glinting atop her golden locks. …show more content…

Finally, the Mer caved, uttering two simple words. “I know.”

“Of the abduction of my companions? Why, shouldn’t that be common knowledge for the fabled queen of the sea?” Alemdha responded, refusing to play into the Mer’s ploy.

“The prophecy, it shall destroy us both if it continues on its desired course. We must stop it,” the Mer continued, ignoring Alemdha’s deviation from the topic.

Alemdha’s eyes narrowed, focusing on the tint of red on the Mer’s lips. “Might I know of the bearer of the blood that taints your lips, Edeline?”

A twisted smile gnarled her lips. “Why the interest? Would it make matters easier if he was a

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