WAVES

one ~ under the ocean

Let's dream, darling.
Let's dream of roses and romantic things,
floating beneath the surface,
wondering of our place in the world.
~

In medieval times, the legendary creatures such as mermaids and mermen are believed to be mythological water spirits. They are human from the waist up and are fish-like from the waist down, having scaly fish tails instead of legs. Mermen and mermaids, sometimes called sirens, are gifted with exceptional beauty and can lure and attract humans with their enchantingly beautiful, soft melodic and seductive siren-like voices. Humans have read about them in thousands of old mythology books all over the world. Some say that they are basically extinct at present time, seeing as thousands of years already passed and people already discovered many ways of either preserving or destroying their territories under the ocean. Some says that there were never mermaids or mermen that ever existed in the first place.. except that they did.

Or do.

On the rock bottom of the Atlantic ocean where no human ever dared reaching or swimming in, lies a very old kingdom of water spirits living together in harmony. Despite the strictness and mercilessness of their ruler, most of the merpeople are fascinated by the prince of their kingdom, Michael, a young merman who is to ascend the throne on the day the moon becomes whole. The merpeople have been tired of constantly suffering under the rule of the prince's father. Working for the family day and night, collecting the biggest jewels and colored rocks the world has yet to find out just to store them inside the big, blue palace. They all have strong faith in Michael, their oh so kind-hearted prince, to save them from their miseries.

He's a soft hearted merman and everybody could sense it.

His crowning will be in a few hours so the merpeople are preparing the ceremony, tails flipping excitedly as they expect their hardships to come to an end in no time.

The prince himself has been excited as well, smiling at every mermaid and merman he passes by that says "Congratulations, our prince!" or "May the fishes be with you!" as he swim with so much grace and excellence. His shiny, grey tail was dancing with the current of the water, bright green eyes twinkling under the dark blue sea. Holding a trident in one hand and a big pearl clasped tightly in the other, he made his way towards a path he knew like the back of his hand. To his childhood friend Natalia's house; an old cruise ship in the southern west.

"Natalia!" He called out, using his trident to open the wooden doors and look for his friend. An immediate smile spread out from his cherry lips at the sight of white pearls adorning her friend's styled hair.

Natalia turned to look at him and stopped combing. "Michael! Why are you here? It's your big day tonight and you should be getting some pampering at this time."

"You look beautiful," he grinned, totally shrugging off her comment. He swam over and looked at the cracked mirror showing two of their reflections. Unlike Michael's pale skin, Natalia has a tan complexion that complements her green, shiny tail.

"Thank you. But I'm curious, why are you here? You should be inside the kingdom already."

"I just wanted to see what you looked like because I couldn't wait any longer!" He said and bit his lip nervously. It's the only reason he can think of right now. He hoped that she'd buy it.

And fortunately, she did. A huge smile formed on Natalia's lips and she hugged their kingdom's soon to be king tightly. "That's so sweet of you."