Whispers from the sea

                                                         Chapter one

Once upon a time, near a small village by the sea slept a child no more then a year. 

Bundled in a quilt made of silk the deep blue of the ocean, the pattern of waves embroidered with thread that glittered silver in the light of the moon.

 The child lay in a boat that had been pushed onto the shore.

 It was no bigger than a cradle and carved into the little boats sides knelt two mermaids, facing each other, their hands reaching up to a full moon that hovered above them, their heads tilted back, lips parted as if to sing. 

On the shore a mere forty steps away stood a lighthouse and in that lighthouse at the very top stood its keeper. 

A woman, her blond hair plaited in a long braid down her back, her eyes swollen from tears. 

The woman turned her head just as the warm yellow light from the building on which she stood passed over the little boat. Curiosity washed over her and so she turned grabbing a lantern by her feet and descended the spiral staircase. 

Heart pounding she held the lantern high, the sand was cool on her bare feet as she made her way to the curious little boat. 

And upon reaching it, she knelt gasping at the sight of the perfect sleeping child inside.

Tears swelled in her eyes once more but instead of from the bone aching sadness that had dwelled in her for months the tears instead came from gratitude, gratitude to the sea for granting her with a gift she thought she would never be given and an overwhelming happiness that finally, finally she would be a mother, she would have a child to care for and to call her own.

For by looking at the boats side and the deep blue quilt, she knew from where the child had come and so she knew that the babe must never return. 

So it came to pass that the woman named Keeva, raised the little girl she named Eris Alannah in the little cottage by the sea. 

Keeva loved the little girl with all her heart even with the flexible crystal clear webbing between the little girls fingers and toes. 

Even when a restless unhappiness formed in Eris's heart.

And even still when she ran away to a far off place only to return years later with a young child in her arms and a sickness in her lungs.

Author's Note

This is the first chaprter to a book I'm writing so PLEASE let me know what you think! Also please ignore any grammatical errors.

Reviews

[Ana]

Whoa, is the baby a mermaid? Wow, just after I wrote that I read the word mermaids! What's the sickness i her lungs if you don't mind my asking? Love how you ended it, leaves me wondering, like whaaaaaaaaat the kid had a kid?!

[Midnight wonderings]

Haha yes I''ve always love fantasy but I love science fiction too, so I decided to combine them and put a logical spin on in mermaids so instead of tales they have webbing due to genetics or something in the atmosphere and instead of breathing under water they're lungs are going to be built kinda like what a whales would be so they can hold their breaths for extreme amounts of time. I'm not quite sure about the sickness yet I need to do a little more research. I'm SO glad you like it

[David Jae]

Very emotive and well-written. I love how you weave the story with simple, direct narration. Would like to read more.

[Midnight wonderings]

Thank you so much!

[David Jae]

You're welcome

[Embers-Rising]

That's awesome, you're gonna add more to it right? 😀

[Midnight wonderings]

Yay I'm glad you like it! Yes I am.