Once upon a time, in the deep blue kingdom of Aquatia, there lived a merman named Lagune. His voice was not like any other; it held the power to soothe the fiercest tempests and bring peace to the turbulent waves. The ocean's creatures would gather to listen as his melodies wove through the water, a symphony of the sea that promised tranquility.
The king of Aquatia, wise and just, had fallen ill. A mysterious ailment had taken hold, one that no healer could mend. The kingdom was in despair, for their beloved ruler's light was dimming. It was then that Lagune, with a heart as vast as the ocean, vowed to find a cure. The bond between them was deeper than the deepest trench—Lagune was not born of royal blood, but the king had found him, an orphaned merchild amidst the kelp forests, and raised him with all the love and care of a father. To Lagune, the king was more than a monarch; he was the parent he had never known, the guiding current in his life.
His quest began at the break of dawn, as the sun's first rays kissed the ocean's surface. He swam through ancient coral forests and past schools of shimmering fish, his voice a silent prayer in the watery depths. Legends spoke of an old magic at the heart of the sea, a force so pure and potent it could vanquish any darkness. With each stroke through the azure expanse, Lagune carried the determination of a son fighting for his father's life, ready to face whatever trials lay ahead, for the king who had given him everything.
Lagune's journey was fraught with peril. He faced the wrath of the stormbringer, a leviathan whose anger could shatter the ocean floor. But as the beast roared its fury, Lagune sang. His voice rose above the chaos, a melody of hope and courage that pierced the heart of the storm. The leviathan, moved by the beauty of his song, bowed its great head and granted Lagune safe passage.
Deeper still, he swam, until the water around him was the darkest blue. Here, in the silence of the abyss, he found the heart of the sea. An ancient siren, her form ethereal and her eyes like the deepest pools, awaited him. She knew of his quest, for the currents had carried his story to her.
"You seek the old magic," she said, her voice a whisper of the tides. "It is not something given lightly, for it demands a sacrifice. What are you willing to offer, brave merman?"
Lagune did not hesitate. "I offer my voice," he replied, "the very essence of my being. For my king, for my people, I will give all that I am."
The siren gazed upon him, her eyes reflecting the stars above. "So be it," she intoned. The magic swirled around them, a vortex of light and shadow. Lagune felt the power surge through him, and as he did, his voice slipped away, carried off by the currents.
He returned to Aquatia, his once-melodious voice now a silent echo. Yet in his eyes shone the old magic, a cure for the king and a promise of healing for the land. The king recovered, his strength renewed, and the kingdom rejoiced.
Though Lagune could no longer sing, his sacrifice was remembered in every ripple of the waves, in every whisper of the sea. And sometimes, when the ocean was calm, and the world was at peace, one could hear a faint melody—a reminder that true courage often speaks in silence.
And so, the tale of Lagune, the merman with the voice of calm, became a legend, a fairytale that crossed the ages, a story of love, sacrifice, and the magic that dwells in the heart of the sea.
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Fairy tales for young and old ~ English version
FantasíaA few stories that I sometimes enjoy writing. It will therefore not be one, but several short stories. Remember they are fairy tales, for kids and for dreams. Yes it's short. Yes it's not realistic. That's what a fairy tale is...
