Prologue
Higher and higher unwilling to stop until I get higher. Still dark and unable to see, all I want is to see again. The cold threatens to set in and stay with me. I refuse to give in; all I want is to reach higher.
Images flash before my eyes. The man and the women so deeply in love. They look at one another with such care. I want that. I want what they have. To feel something even close to that is what I wish for.
My heart is soaring now, at the thought of such a ridicules thing, one might say. But I could care less. I want what I saw in the man and women. I fill my eyes with the images again and fly higher.
I'm almost there. I can feel the pressure from the water get less and less. The sun allows me to see again. I raise my hands above my head and reach as I swim faster. My fingers reach the top and are now out of the water. I feel my lips pull up in a smile.
I made it.
Chapter 1
New Life
I awake exhausted and sore. The light shines under my eye lids, letting me know the sun has risen. I yawn and stretch, blinking my eyes a couple of times before I adjust to it.
Once I do I notice I'm looking directly at the sun. The contact makes my eyes burn and I immediately close them again. I must have fallen asleep above the water again.
I re-open my eyes looking away from the sun this time. My eyes feel watery and I can't help but scold myself. What is wrong with you? I ask myself. This is the most brainless and reckless thing to do.
I let myself feel heavy against the water. But when I don't move I shifted my weight around to sink back down. Then I feel the sand underneath my hands. I lift a handful in both hands, as if not believing it is real, then slowly release it.
I'm on land! I think hurriedly at myself. This is not good. I look around and spot the water a few feet away. The tide must have put me here while I was irresponsibly sleeping above the water.
I try sitting up and find it easily done then before. Using my arms I dragging myself back toward the water. During those movements I felt my tail spilt apart. Frightened by the feeling I looked back at it and gasps.
My tail is gone! I shriek madly in my head. How could that happen? I sit straight up and examine it before completely going mad. I have to be hallucinating.
I reach out a hand and attentively touch one of them. My hand shakes as I come in contact with them. It feels soft and smooth, not at all like my scaly tail. I pull my hand back shocked. This isn't real, I tell myself over and over again. I must still be dreaming.
I close my eyes and whisper "This is not real. I'm still asleep." I shake myself and say "Wake up!" The sound of my voice shouting brings my eyes to open. I pout at the sight of my spilt tail.
I glare at them and they glare right back. "Be gone!" I shout at them now. Still they stay, unmoving. I growl at them. "Why must you do this to me?" I ask them, expecting them to response. When no sound is heard I let curiosity sink in.
I reach out to touch them again. Slowly, I move my fingers up and down the smooth surface. I felt it tingle first before the giggles escapes me. I continue with the up and down movements and giggled some more. Then stop unable to take any more. The sensation was too much for me to handle.
I move my hands to the end of my split tail. The surface is smooth here too. I pick at the separated nubs at the top. I start at the biggest then work my way to the smallest. They are all arranged in size. I tilt my head to the side wondering what they are used for.
The thought comes to me almost instantaneously. Legs! I've seen these before, on the beautiful creatures. I would always sneak out and look at them, above our world. I was never allowed to for various reasons. But I could never pull myself away from the sight of those amazing looking creatures.
I've seen thousands of them ever since I was small, dreaming of being one. As I look at the images from my memories, I can see the creatures with a pair of these. Legs is what I over heard one creature say when they fell on them.
I signed, relieved to have an answer. I felt myself laugh. I have legs! I laughed again. This time I felt happiness creep its way in. I was most definitely happy. I have legs! I bended them, then grabbed them both, wrapping my arms around them.
"I can't believe it." I whispered against them. I kissed the top of my legs over and over again. Then I heard a laugh coming from behind me. I froze in place, daring to do nothing more.
"I didn't mean to frighten you." I could hear the voice trying to contain their laughter but failed a couple of times. "I'm sorry. Please don't be scared." The voice was even closer to me now. I started to shake, not sure of what to do anymore. Staying still wasn't working very well for me.
I felt hands land on my shoulders. "It's okay." The smell that filled my nose was unbelievably good. I sniffed the air for more, wanting to get enough of it before it passed. The voice chuckled softly behind me, their breathing blowing at my ear. "Are you alright?" It asked.
I turned toward it and was looking back at the most beautiful color green eyes. It was emerald and sparkling. I couldn't pull my eyes away from the sight. As I continued to stare, the eyes sparkled with amusement now. I felt embarrassed and forced myself to look away.
"Have I seen you before?" The green eyed voice asked. "You look awfully familiar."
I didn't answer. How could I answer? For all I know I could still be sleeping now. All I knew was that I had to wake up quick before Father notices my absence. I felt a hand reach out and touch the back of my head. I didn't pull away, the touch was soft and gentle as it stroked my long hair.
"You look scared." The green eyed voice stated. "A beautiful girl like you shouldn't have to be." I felt the heat rise to my face and hide my head between the top of my bended legs. The voice laughed softly. "What is your name?"
I didn't want to answer to the voice. Why should I have to? I just wanted to be alone with my new legs. As the silence drew on the voice spoke again. "I guess I'll just have to settle for calling you beautiful."
It chuckled softly again, the hand on my head never stopped its movements. For some reason I felt my heart ache, the pain unknown, all I really knew was that I never wanting the hand to stop.
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