November 23, 2018 | Posted in The Mermaid & The WolF Adventures
Getting out of the pool takes a lot of work. It’s not the first time that MeaZea has been without a mount on land, but it’s the first time in a long while, and it’s the first time it’s happened in such an unfamiliar place.
She can’t help but think back to her younger days, where she would roam the beach and collect shells.
This, of course, is far more frustrating and dangerous than that. She pulls herself out of the room with the many pools, and into the hallway. The doors are tightly closed, save for one. Slowly, MeaZea pulls herself there.
Inside, the fox stands, surrounded in his cloak of ink and shadows. The hood is pushed back, revealing ears caked with the same dripping darkness.
MeaZea clears her throat. “Please. We need your help.”
“I have not heard that name in a very long time.” The fox brushes fur from his face. Dark droplets scatter onto the floor. “The Lady of the Sun. Do you know, we used to be friends?”
“I know her story,” says MeaZea. “At least, I know the story that the rabbit told me.”
“That rabbit!” The fox growls. He spins around, snarling and spitting and furious. “That rabbit is the only reason she isn’t here now!”
“Isn’t…that a good thing? The rabbit says that sun went out without her there.”
“The rabbit doesn’t even know her name! But I do! I know her name! Her name is Ophelia, and she loves the flowers that grow in my land! She loves the golden coins that I keep here, in my vaults!”
“The keeper of the coin,” says MeaZea, softly. “That’s one of the names I’ve heard belongs to you.”
“I have many names, but only she knows my true name.” The fox stalks forward, storming over to where MeaZea is draped. “You are from the sea. You should understand!”
MeaZea blinks, taken back. “Understand what?”
“That there will always be secrets,” says the fox. He kneels down, so he’s almost eye level with MeaZea. When he speaks, it’s in a voice that is grave and low and serious. “That the darkest places hold both beauty and pain. That beneath the shadows, there is beauty…but that you must search to find it.”
“I know that the ocean is a place like no other,” agrees MeaZea. She thinks about the bracelets at the bottom of the ocean, and the sacrifice she made when she first left her home deep, deep in Atlantis. “But what I don’t know is how that matters now. Or if you’re going to help me.”
“Perhaps,” says the fox. “You should learn.”
Katelynn E Koontz – Author