Thank you Hyperion, Dragon Master for another awesome chapter of Mermaids. M
He isn’t forever, he isn’t even next year. He’s a moment, a moment you need. And that is what this world is made up of. – J. R. Rogue, Le Chant des Sirènes
Meera languished on the rocks as the sun peeked through clouds on the horizon. Dreams had comforted her desire and now the day broke across the rippled sea as it rolled ashore. The soothing melody of sea and shore combined with the high notes of stirring birds in the canopy reminded Meera she was alive and it was time to take her son in search of food.
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