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Sur la plage un homme et une femme découvrissent la fragilité d’amour et de vie.
Posted September 13, 2012
Posted September 12, 2012
A teenage mermaid watches humans with curiosity. Her brown hair, in two buns with long pigtails, drifts out around her. A young girl walking with her mother looks out to the sea and spots her. Instantly, Mei dives beneath the gentle Hawaiin waves, careful to only let a little bit of her icy pearl white tail show. Bubbles flurry up around her, and a group of brightly colored fish dart around her. She pushes farther into the water, having no trouble against the strong current. Mei weighed 164 pounds, and 89 of it was tail muscles. The water was warm against her pale skin, and a turtle lazily drifted by, heading for the shore. It was turtle egg season, so all female turtles headed for the shore. The species was rare here, so it was important that all the newly hatched babies got to the water safely. Soon, the pearl, diamond, and gold castle loomed up infront of her. She swam through the gates, past a swarm of silvery minnow sized fish. "Mei, where have you been?" Mei's sister Dawn swam up. Dawn's hair was striaght, deep blue, and just longer than her shoulders. Her peach colored tail flicked uneasily in the water, stirring up tiny bubbles. "The look out. Look what I found!" She held out her palm, showing Dawn the bracelet she had found floating in the ocean, the light pink, green, and lavender beads twisted intracately. Dawn fingered it, and swooned. Dawn was 15, barely older than Mei, who was 14. She could be serious, but when it came to fashion, she acted like a hatchling. "You can have it, as long as you don't tell where I've been," Mei waved the bracelet tauntingly, and Dawn reached for it. "Okay I promise!" She cried, swiping the bracelet from Mei's hand. Dawn swam off, putting on the bracelet and studying her wrist. Mei sighed and swam forth, entering the marvelous palace. The floor was a smooth white marble, flecked with silver. The pearl walls were lined with exotic yet elegant coral, seaweed, and anemone plants in porcelein vases. Rich, water color paint murals of the royal family hung in intracate gold frames. "There you are!" Hilda shouted, regally swimming foreward. She was 17, and she tried to act like the queen. Her darker brown hair was in a loose, thick ponytail that flowed out. Hilda's tail color was a darker blue, humani might call it demin. "Yes, her I am!" Mei replied, grinning widely, glad that her white and pink visor covered her eyes. Hilda narrowed her eyes, examining Mei closely. "I'll see you at dinner," she finally commented, swimming off, her head high. Mei breathed out a breath of relief and swum to her room, past a school of clownfish. Her room was the smallest, but the most pretty. The walls were smooth, like cave walls, and there was a mirror hanging above a rock seat. Mei had hung a picture of her and her sisters up on the corner with a starfish. A huge salmon colored shell was moved against the wall and the blanket was a white material made from sea lion fur. Sifting around her garments, she finally found her fancy woven top. It was gold, turqouise, green, and fuschia zig zags with a golden rope that tied around her neck. She had found it discarded on the beach three months ago.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted October 18, 2011