The Mermaid

I can’t read Hyperion’s–The Dragon Master just once. He expresses passion, revenge, betrayal….into each chapter. Enjoy. M

Return of Dragons

“I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.”

― T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

mermaid

Chapter 1. Real Mermaids Aren’t Like That

Thirty days running the Goldie River on the turtle’s tail of Papua New Guinea chasing rebels left me exhausted and wild-eyed. I was watching out for any man or beast that would try to stop me from my rendezvous with an ice-cold beer. We headed south through the twisting valleys,  jungle, and rolling mountains until the canopy parted revealing blue sky and cotton candy clouds running straight for the Coral Sea.

The team passed east of the Owen’s Corner outpost then…

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