✨EPIGRAPH✨
"We are coming for you...
✨SYNOPSIS✨
Evil isn't born, it's created.
Singing used to be a joyous affair. Everyone lifting their voices to the water's surface during all the festivals and whenever the mood struck. Merpeople from all the oceans came together to sing and commune with their ancestors every fifth blue moon until the Wraith War destroyed merfolk and humans alike.
Ayriel hasn't used her voice ever since the destruction of her home. Assuming she is the last of her kind, she's surprised to meet Tristan, a merman with a powerful method for bending others to his will.
A different tailspin on The Little Mermaid.
✨DISCLAIMER ✨
Inspired by The Little Mermaid and Come Away to the Water by Maroon 5 and Rozzi Crane, this short story was written in 2017 and kept in its original state.
Growing up in Jamaica, you hear all sorts of fantastical stories about beasts and creatures. Myths. The Rolling Calf, Ol' Higue, River Mumma, Anansi and his little friends. Well, what if I were to tell you that some of those creatures were real? That just below the surface of our world is a whole other universe waiting to brim over?* Please note, that although these things might be real, what I have written is fictional. Rolling Calves cannot, to the best of my knowledge, take human form. I have never heard of an obeah man or woman being immortal, and real obeah is much, much more complicated than what is written in this book.Some of the tags for this story, eg. werewolf/ loupgarou will appear later in this story. I used mermaid and siren as other names for river mumma. Witch is another name for obeah man/woman.