mermaids

How charming. The king and his little princess knocking on my covens door._ Ursula sighed dramatically. __hat do you insolent merfolks want with me now? I swear I haven__ eaten any of your children._-Ursula

Father, what are you to do now?__riton__ sneer grew scarier. __he broke the law._ turning away from the terrified faces of his daughters. __he must die.

She probably fell asleep and was washed away by the tortoise waves!_-Arista

I do love you. I love you enough to accept who you are. Why can__ I received the same feeling in return?_-Ariel

His eyes go wide while a gasp of wonder passes his lips. He turns his body fully toward us. His lips moving like a fish out of water, gasping for breath. He gives his head a shake and stutters out, __er__ermaids. There are fish with women__ bodies or__omen with fish bodies sitting upon the rocks. I__ never knew...

Holy sea turtles!" - Arabella Valli, The Equinox (Book Two of the Summer Solstice Series)

Each day Marda gets closer. The sub circles coral reefs off the coasts, where mermaids are said to like the colors of the schools of fishes, and train them to swim around their necks like jewelry or live behind their ears, beneath their long hair. Sometimes mermaids like shallow places, but mostly they like the dark and the beautiful, uncharted, abandoned, soulless parts of the undiscovered world.

Words didn__ come. I couldn__ formulate a thought. I was too startled. These three figures lying in the sand in front of me weren__ surfers at all. They weren__ even people. From their facial features and upper torsos, they looked kind of like women, but all three of them had silver-colored skin. They were bald, with strange ridges marking their skulls. None of them seemed to have ears, only holes in the sides of their heads. No nose was visible, not even a bone or nostrils filled that space between their eyes and mouths. Although their mouths seemed to be moving, they were actually breathing through what looked like gills in their necks. And if that wasn__ weird enough, instead of legs, their upper torsos stretched out into long, scale-covered, silver fishtails. If I had to say what these things stranded in front of me, splattered with oil, appeared to be, I__ say mermaids. And no, they didn__ look like they__ start singing songs or granting me wishes. They looked a little bit scary__ut fragile too. Most of all, they looked like they were going to die, and no handsome prince was there to kiss them and keep them from turning into sea foam.

In your life, right here and now, things like mermaids, fairies, witches and monsters are nothing but fairytales told to your grandchildren and stories you heard from your own grandparents as children. They exist only in your imagination. Did you ever think that there is a chance all this was once real, that it all existed? Perhaps yes, but you would then consider such thoughts irrational, that even if you were to believe it and try telling someone they would think you for mad. In my world those creatures are real _ I__ real, and I am here to tell you of a story that happened in eons past in the majestic island of Aster." - Queen of Merfolk Asteria - Ninemia

Ariel: __ric!__ric: __o not sing me back to shore! Not until you are standing on two feet!

It's the sound of the sea that makes you believe in mermaids.

True pain teaches us to grow. You aren't finished yet. Dylan needs you.

After a while Luce curled up with her head leaning on a rock, wondering why she wasn't consumed with despair. Instead she felt an inexplicable sense of peace. She was cradled in music. The rocks around her chanted like slow, growling bells, and each curl of the water stroked her fins with silky notes. She'd been so afraid of leaving her tribe, but she understood that she never would have heard the music resonating out of every crook of the world if she hadn't taken so many risks. She'd opened her heart to the music of solitude, and it had come to her.

Now tell me what you__e afraid of.___ncle Nathan is right about this tree. It__ got some kind of spirit in it. And it doesn__ want me to leave._ I saw my dad smile and shake his head. ____ serious, Dad. You can__ send those guys up here again. The tree will try to kill them before it lets them take me down. Didn__ you see it happen?___ saw a couple of accidents___nd Ronnie fell yesterday, but somehow I__ able to be up in this tree no problem. I got up here without any ropes or ladders. Don__ you find that mysterious? Uncle Nathan doesn__. Grandfather doesn__.___hey are both superstitious, that__ all.___ know,_ I said. __nd what about that, Dad? You__e spouted all your legends and myths at me my whole life, and now you suddenly don__ care about them? That doesn__ make any sense.__e sighed so deeply I could hear it. __ study those legends to get to know our culture, our heritage. I don__ believe that they are literal truths.___ut what about the mermaids?_ I pressed. __emember the big story you told about the singing boat and the killer whale? It was you who told me that maybe the story was wrong and it wasn__ a singing boat; it was a mermaid under the boat.___ remember, but I had a real mermaid staring me in the face at the time. There isn__ anything like that going on right now.___ hear whispers coming from the tree. It moves on its own. It is warmer than it should be___ou__e been up there too long. You__e delirious.__ grunted at him. __t started before I climbed up!__ad rubbed a hand over his face. __ don__ know what you want me to do here.__ turned on the camera and flipped the digital pictures until I found that one with the face. I stuck it in the bucket and lowered it down to my dad and told him to take a look.__s that as good as a mermaid right in front of you?__e studied the picture a moment and then replied, __ always see faces in the knots of trees. Who doesn__? I think that__ why so many people create horror stories about them.

I am a siren, and for my adoration of mankind, have been caught in fishing nets one time too many. And in those fishing nets I have learned too many unfavorable things about human intentions and the lack of trust and goodwill; I'm not going to allow myself to be caught, anymore. Sirens do well at singing the sirens' song and dragging vile people to their deaths, and for good reason!

for frail but surprisingly strong fairies who had lost their way above groundfor burned mermaids and sick vampire girlsfor wild wolfish women with sharp teeth and leaves in their hair

Darwin may have been quite correct in his theory that man descended from the apes of the forest, but surely woman rose from the frothy sea, as resplendent as Aphrodite on her scalloped chariot.

So it's true what they say about warlocks, then?" true?". "You can't be rude to everyone who talks to me."Alec made a wide, sweeping gesture. "And why not? Cramping your style, am I? I mean, maybe you were hoping to flirt with werewolf boy here. He's pretty attractive, if you like the messy-haired, broad-shouldered, chiseled-good-looks type.""Hey, now," said Jordan mildly. Magnus put his head in his hands. into?""Mermaids," said Magnus into his fingers. "They always smell like seaweed."," Alec said savagely, and kicking back his chair, he got up from the table and stalked off into the crowd.