Merfolk

The guardians of the deep...Folklore, fiction and a enviromental message...

           Merfolk By Sami Khalil

 

 Of days that lingered, athwart time and course, Merfolk skulked the gaunt ruins of lighthouses and harbors.

 Guardians of the deep, in trust from The Great Spirit, they ferreted around on small amphibian legs, devouring mariners, leaving those fainthearted seadogs bone-scattered after the smite and the bedropled curses of lisping tongues.

 Their gay fleets had turned to driftwood across the rippled afterimage, in no beguilement of vesper stars. Seagulls would break the silence of the cliffs beneath the earthen horizon as the refulgent eyes of the sun rippled golden.

 The rebuff of mermen and mermaids arrived soon, after those ungracious mortals dumped their fetid waste into holy waters, bringing this blind fury anears swelling hearts.  Rebellion and unrest raged in the brooding, once a placid deep, led by a fisherfolk, who with jest and song, was lured magically by a sea maiden into matrimony, to ascend the throne of kingship, vacated by her deceased father-king, striking her melody across willow wooded harp in her arms by the sea.  

 Him, finding no comely human counterpart smitten to marry him, had taken the plunge, blithely never looking back towards the quaint fishing hamlets.

  The merfolk gave all their allegiance to him, leading them to fight gallantly their sworn enemies. Mysteriously transfiguring into one of them by the wizard of the sea queen, waves were jubilant with elysian visions of the future.

 After every sunset, armed with idolatrous passions, they purified the shores with unstinted loyalty. The sea became fretting for a long time, devoid not of hauntings.

 In his speech, the new king told his subjects, warning all mortals: “Never awaken a slumber or the slumbered, for tides will turn homeward.” There was joyance once more to the merfolk, for their virgin waves returned to limpid lives keenest to sincere eyes.

 Landward, some ceased not to frown, piping murmurs. They were the heirs of the strife!   

 

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"Rebellion and unrest raged in the brooding, once a placid deep, led by a fisherfolk, who with jest and song, was lured magically by a sea maiden into matrimony, to ascend the throne of kingship"

Sami Khalil