The surface was just over her head.
Sunlight filtered through the water, showering her with glittering light as she drifted quietly upon the calm of the current, embraced by the warmth and feeling the first bite of feeling unsure of the next stage that she was determined to make, but worried by. The waves were welcoming, her home and had been for her whole life and their world was alien.
The siren found herself buffeted by waves, watching a shoal of fish that shone like polished silver as they darted frantically away from her, harried along by a small pod of predators. They left Indrani alone, for she was large then they were.
Her curiosity finally won, and with a small surge of her tail, she pushed upwards and broke the surface tension, nostrils flaring wide as her gills clamped shut and lungs filled with air.
How strange it felt! Indrani had only felt it once before, when she had stolen the shaman’s concoction and made it away safely, only to drink it all and proceed to a safe place to test those limbs. They had felt weird, and even now in the shallows, Indrani refrains.
She would soon. She knew her sister was here, somewhere and she couldn’t wait to see her, oblivious to the tension between many of them.
So here she remains, in the shallows, propped up on her tail as she observes those walking on the shore. Perhaps if she watched enough, she might learn how to walk as they did. She could see some who were moving faster, and Indrani entertained the thought of being able to dance upon the shore one day, upon four limbs and not falling face-first into the brine.
Her eyes were bright, and she was ready… and yet, she hesitates.
Sunlight filtered through the water, showering her with glittering light as she drifted quietly upon the calm of the current, embraced by the warmth and feeling the first bite of feeling unsure of the next stage that she was determined to make, but worried by. The waves were welcoming, her home and had been for her whole life and their world was alien.
The siren found herself buffeted by waves, watching a shoal of fish that shone like polished silver as they darted frantically away from her, harried along by a small pod of predators. They left Indrani alone, for she was large then they were.
Her curiosity finally won, and with a small surge of her tail, she pushed upwards and broke the surface tension, nostrils flaring wide as her gills clamped shut and lungs filled with air.
How strange it felt! Indrani had only felt it once before, when she had stolen the shaman’s concoction and made it away safely, only to drink it all and proceed to a safe place to test those limbs. They had felt weird, and even now in the shallows, Indrani refrains.
She would soon. She knew her sister was here, somewhere and she couldn’t wait to see her, oblivious to the tension between many of them.
So here she remains, in the shallows, propped up on her tail as she observes those walking on the shore. Perhaps if she watched enough, she might learn how to walk as they did. She could see some who were moving faster, and Indrani entertained the thought of being able to dance upon the shore one day, upon four limbs and not falling face-first into the brine.
Her eyes were bright, and she was ready… and yet, she hesitates.
