Side Note: Such creatures should be avoided at all costs. Not a word has come from my crew since our attack. I wish to inform all of the dangers lurking in the sea. Come prepared, this is No Man's Land.
Setup: It was a brisk morning. The clouds blocked out our sun. We sailed like a lopsided hippopotamus on a busy boardwalk. Quickly formed a soupy fog like no other. The waves swished and swirled like a tank of eels. We, the crew, heard a 'whoosh' sound from the sides of deck. The planks creaked and ached. The whooshing turned to the slapping of fins and whispers like those of wild fire gossip in the schoolyard. Webbed, grey-blue fingers scathed the exterior of the ship. Women who looked and smells of a fungus-infected body crawled on board. They spoke in a garbled Latin through their tangled black hair. We all rushed to hide under deck or in the captain's cabin until the sun came back out, when their flesh curled and they slithered back to where they came from. I've never been more scared in my life, and this'll be my last trip to the sea for sure.
Identification and Comparison: As mermaids are humanoid, saltwater dwelling creatures, they can easily get mixed with Sirens. Mermaids are much different. Mermaids have black hair, clouded eyes, webbed finders, blue-grey skin, and a quiet whisper to their voice. Sirens have no hair, dark eyes, grey skin, and an opera like voice, until you get close enough for them to grab you and drown you while hey scream in your ear. Mermaids can be helpful, though they do so in a way that perplexes and terrifies the human mind.
YOU ARE READING
you are my psychotic meltdown
HorrorI've started venting into this. Some of these are just really funny poems I made to crack others up (or make 'me feel funky) but now I need somewhere to put that build up. Unclog the dam and it all flows out.
