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I am a mermaid that you dreamt // Moira - Aquaria - 05-24-2021 I'll be almost to the ocean when you open your eyes
She dozed on the beach, prone and nestled into the form-fitting sand. Sunlight, blessed sunlight, drew milky tints from the scales that lay in neat rows down her body, warmed her down to the bone. It was paradise, as it was meant to be. Even the scent of decaying fish had faded from the breeze, evidence of her work in cleaning the beaches. Aquaria RE: I am a mermaid that you dreamt // Moira - Moira - 05-26-2021 The kitten-guppies prefer to spend the midday sleeping, so I leave the trio of baby felis marus to their dreaming and lazing about in search of something else to occupy myself. I know that Acciona is busy, but I wander toward her favorite beach anyway because there is a slim chance the porpoises might be passing by on their way to their afternoon hunting and I could join them for a swim. I walk toward the sea, my dark hooves sinking into the bone white sand. I have been out of the water for some time, caught up playing with the more terrestrial of the marus kittens, and the glittering gold and violet fins along my dark body droop in the bright sun. I consider skipping into the surf. But touching the water will begin the shift quickly, and my twin sister’s cove is not the best for a nereid’s sand-to-sea transformations. Better to stay on land, I decide, and begin to trot parallel to the ocean along the firmly packed sand just out of reach of the surf. The spring sunshine is warm on my satiny grey sides, and even though they do not look their most glorious on land, the glint and glitter of the fins along my neck, sides, and legs and the scales on my underbelly are a lovely sight. I am ever hopeful that the next visitor to the island might appear on my watch, and for a moment my heart skips a beat when I see movement ahead. Closer, I find that it is my mother rather than someone unknown, but I still leave the shoreline to come closer and affectionately bury my face against her neck before pulling away. “Hey Momma!” The kingfisher that has been following along through the trees now comes to rest on my back. The sensation of his small claws reminds me of my companion’s other new-found ability, and my violet eyes light up at the prospect of telling my mother. “Look what we can do!” I glance over my shoulder at the bird whose gold, purple, and white coloring matches my own, and nod my head. The bird with no name opens its black beak and emits a noise unlike any other kingfisher. To me it sounds like the waves on a summer day, a compelling noise that draws my attention, and I am curious what my mother might know of it. Satisfied, I nod and the noise stops, and I look back at my mother. “What do you think?” @[Aquaria] RE: I am a mermaid that you dreamt // Moira - Aquaria - 06-09-2021 I'll be almost to the ocean when you open your eyes
Her reverie was broken by the sound of sand crunching underhoof, and completely gone by the time a delicate head had nestled against the smooth surface of her neck. An easy smile curved her lips as the youngest of her brood greeted her. Aquaria @Moira RE: I am a mermaid that you dreamt // Moira - Moira - 06-28-2021 Her mother smells of the sea, and her embrace surrounds Moira like sun-warmed sand, and the girl smiles happily. There is so little about her life that is not wonderful, and so she is pleased but not surprised that Aquaria has not seen a bird quite like Moira’s before. She seems impressed, too, and the filly shakes her head with a laugh when the Dame asks if the bird is part parrot. “Not that I know of!” While Aquaria climbs to her feet, Moira looks back out over the ocean. The mainland is nearly out of sight, but she knows that the trees there have almost lost their autumn foliage. They will be bare, ready for the coming winter, and Moira wants to see them. “Would it be okay if I went to the Mainland?” She asks, knowing she is just approaching the age at which she’ll no longer need her mother’s permission. She doesn’t need it now, not really, not if she could convince Grandmother to spirit her away. But she does try to be a good daughter, and so she asks. “I’d like to see Helion again, I think. And maybe see what the Meadow is like?” She had told her mother about the golden sun with enthusiasm, explaining that he has a sister who is a moon, and that she'll meet her someday too. @Aquaria |