Chapter 2 the monster that is me.
Gavin explored the sea world, swimming in caverns, meeting other merfolk and trying to find a place perhaps were he could fit in. "I wonder if I could go up to the surface." He thought aloud. "Well the sea King didn't mention not to, so I'll have a look, I wonder if the world would look different form this point of view?"
So Gavin went explore the surface land, it had been almost a week since he has seen land and was forgetting all about what it looked like, especially the sky, which always looked cloudy and dull from the sea.
AS he swam, up and up everything was becoming clearer. The sky, the land and the . . . The young maiden by the shore.
She was the youngest daughter of his closet neighbor, her name was Scylla, and beautiful was a word too week to describe her, her silky hair of ebony, porcelain skin and a smile that would make a god fall to their knees.
Gavin had always loved her, but the was to week to say a word to her, but now this was his chance; his chance to tell her that he loved her.
"Scylla, Scylla. He called from a distant to the shore. It caught the maiden's attention but she was at a lost of where the voice was coming. 'Hello?" She answered to the call, "Where are you, the one who calls on me."
Gavin pushed himself onto the shore, "I Gavin, the one who has loved you for many years." "You are not him, Gavin, it ... it no monster!" Scylla screamed in horror of this creature in front of her.
Gavin explored the sea world, swimming in caverns, meeting other merfolk and trying to find a place perhaps were he could fit in. "I wonder if I could go up to the surface." He thought aloud. "Well the sea King didn't mention not to, so I'll have a look, I wonder if the world would look different form this point of view?"
So Gavin went explore the surface land, it had been almost a week since he has seen land and was forgetting all about what it looked like, especially the sky, which always looked cloudy and dull from the sea.
AS he swam, up and up everything was becoming clearer. The sky, the land and the . . . The young maiden by the shore.
She was the youngest daughter of his closet neighbor, her name was Scylla, and beautiful was a word too week to describe her, her silky hair of ebony, porcelain skin and a smile that would make a god fall to their knees.
Gavin had always loved her, but the was to week to say a word to her, but now this was his chance; his chance to tell her that he loved her.
"Scylla, Scylla. He called from a distant to the shore. It caught the maiden's attention but she was at a lost of where the voice was coming. 'Hello?" She answered to the call, "Where are you, the one who calls on me."
Gavin pushed himself onto the shore, "I Gavin, the one who has loved you for many years." "You are not him, Gavin, it ... it no monster!" Scylla screamed in horror of this creature in front of her.