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The Son of the Sea

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Image by Annie and found on Google. Not at all mine.

Picture By Annie (found on Google)

[Not at all mine.]

 

 

Prologue

The water was soft and gentle today. That’s why he was here, to see something magical, extremely amazing and breath taking - The sunset. Beautiful smudges of coral, lavender, turquoise, and a fiery orange blended together and created an astounding sight that it swept him away from all his worries. The vast ocean in front of him was his home, where he belonged.

The dolphins were playing in the vast blue ocean, diving under the water and jumping out in tedium, trying to coax him to play with them, but try as he might, he wasn’t able to keep up with them today. Edward was too caught up in his own world, thinking about what he’ll have to face once he went back down. The sacrifice he’ll have to give for his people. It was the price he would have to pay for being a prince and he sighed sadly.

He was so preoccupied with his misery, that he neglected to see how far he’s come and it was because of his inattentiveness, that he failed to realise that he was trapped by a large net until it was too late. The dolphins tried to help him in searching for a way out, to earn his freedom by tugging at the net fruitlessly, but it was all in vain. The net was pulled up from the ocean and he was unceremoniously dropped on the floor of a small ship.

The gills on his sides moving frantically as he tried too breathe while lying in the puddle of salty water. His amber eyes darted around, seeing no one but humans, fear clogging at his heart and finally a shrill cry tore from his throat, asking for help from anyone.

“Look! What we got out of water!” a human shouted and a couple of men surrounded him and his gaze darted around wildly to find any way out.

They had been taught to stay away from humans, to fear them because they were nothing but heartless monsters and they wouldn’t take a second before killing them all.

They were eyeing him like he was something to eat, their gazes moving crudely over his body, down his bare chest, to his side, where his gills moved with each breath, and down to his greenish-blue tail. The man leered at Edward, reaching out and ran the back of his knuckles along his cheek.

He quickly turned his head away and another mournful cry tore from him which was joined by the high-pitched cries of the dolphins as he was taken away from his home…

 


Oct 8th, 2018