pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"Eric was alive; he knew it. He could feel his heart pounding like mad, and his lungs trying desperately to breathe. 'Why did I want to go on the ship for my birthday?' he thought. 'I could've stayed on land and be safe.'
"Is he…dead?" Who's that? A woman's voice, he was sure of it. He suddenly felt his left eyelid pulled open, then closed. Then he felt his leg being lifted, and he wished that he could kick whoever it was. At that moment, his lungs chose to work correctly, and he took several grateful breaths.
"Look! He's breathing!" He felt fingers brush a lock of hair from his face, and then he heard an awed whisper "He's so beautiful." What? He felt his face turned from where his cheek lay on the sand, and he heard that beautiful voice begin to sing.
"What would I give To live where you are…" A hand began to stroke his cheek.
"What would I pay To stay here beside you?
What would I do to see you Smiling at me?"
Somehow, the sound of her voice, and the feeling of her hand caressing his cheek seemed to awaken every body part and nerve ending of his body. And for some odd reason, he longed to touch that hand. 'Come on, move!' he willed his own hand. Finally, he felt his fingers start to jerk and move.
"Where would we walk Where would we run."
He finally reached up and touched the hand. The sun warmed on his face, forcing him to open his eyes. He blinked twice at the angel leaning over him. She was singing…and she sounded beautiful.
"If we could stay all day In the sun.
Just you and me And I could be Part of your world..."
For the rest of his life, Eric would never forget those eyes…those eyes bluer than the sea, full of intense love and longing. The sight burned itself into his memory.
"Eric!" Was that Grimsby's voice?
She turned, apparently startled at the sound. He felt her hand leave his face. "No, wait!" he wanted to shout, but his mouth didn't seem to be working.
And his rescuer, the one he knew he would spend the rest of his life with disappeared…
Sebastian and Flounder had washed up and were watching the whole scene with schock. Max and Grimsby approached just as Ariel hurried away, splashing into the sea.
"Eric! Oh, Eric. You really delight in these sadistic strains on my blood pressure, don't you?" Grims said, tears in his eyes as he helped his boy stand.
Eric was looking out at the sea in wonder, dazed. "A girl - rescued me. . . . She was - singing . . . she had the most - beautiful voice."
Who was she? Where was she? Wherever she had run off to, he was going to find her. And he was going to make her his. He had finally found his queen.
As he walked, he felt a wave of dizziness pass over him and he stumbled, falling back until Grims caught and steadied him. "Ah, Eric, I think you've swallowed a bit too much seawater. Off we go. Come on, Max," Grimsby said, amused and began to lead Eric back to the city.
Sebastian turned on Flounder, expecting Arial to be listening as well as they watched the humans disappear. "We just gotta forget this whole thing ever happened. The sea king will never know. You won't tell him, I won't tell him. I will stay in one piece."
Ariel was too focused on Eric to listen to her friend's words. As she watched her prince walk away, her heart beat thickly, throbbing with the intense feelings swirling around inside her that we so new and foreign...and absolutely wonderful. There was only one way she could describe the feelings.
She loved him.
"I don't know when and I don't know how. But I know something's starting right now. Watch and you'll see my prince. Some day I will be part of your world…"/pre
"Is he…dead?" Who's that? A woman's voice, he was sure of it. He suddenly felt his left eyelid pulled open, then closed. Then he felt his leg being lifted, and he wished that he could kick whoever it was. At that moment, his lungs chose to work correctly, and he took several grateful breaths.
"Look! He's breathing!" He felt fingers brush a lock of hair from his face, and then he heard an awed whisper "He's so beautiful." What? He felt his face turned from where his cheek lay on the sand, and he heard that beautiful voice begin to sing.
"What would I give To live where you are…" A hand began to stroke his cheek.
"What would I pay To stay here beside you?
What would I do to see you Smiling at me?"
Somehow, the sound of her voice, and the feeling of her hand caressing his cheek seemed to awaken every body part and nerve ending of his body. And for some odd reason, he longed to touch that hand. 'Come on, move!' he willed his own hand. Finally, he felt his fingers start to jerk and move.
"Where would we walk Where would we run."
He finally reached up and touched the hand. The sun warmed on his face, forcing him to open his eyes. He blinked twice at the angel leaning over him. She was singing…and she sounded beautiful.
"If we could stay all day In the sun.
Just you and me And I could be Part of your world..."
For the rest of his life, Eric would never forget those eyes…those eyes bluer than the sea, full of intense love and longing. The sight burned itself into his memory.
"Eric!" Was that Grimsby's voice?
She turned, apparently startled at the sound. He felt her hand leave his face. "No, wait!" he wanted to shout, but his mouth didn't seem to be working.
And his rescuer, the one he knew he would spend the rest of his life with disappeared…
Sebastian and Flounder had washed up and were watching the whole scene with schock. Max and Grimsby approached just as Ariel hurried away, splashing into the sea.
"Eric! Oh, Eric. You really delight in these sadistic strains on my blood pressure, don't you?" Grims said, tears in his eyes as he helped his boy stand.
Eric was looking out at the sea in wonder, dazed. "A girl - rescued me. . . . She was - singing . . . she had the most - beautiful voice."
Who was she? Where was she? Wherever she had run off to, he was going to find her. And he was going to make her his. He had finally found his queen.
As he walked, he felt a wave of dizziness pass over him and he stumbled, falling back until Grims caught and steadied him. "Ah, Eric, I think you've swallowed a bit too much seawater. Off we go. Come on, Max," Grimsby said, amused and began to lead Eric back to the city.
Sebastian turned on Flounder, expecting Arial to be listening as well as they watched the humans disappear. "We just gotta forget this whole thing ever happened. The sea king will never know. You won't tell him, I won't tell him. I will stay in one piece."
Ariel was too focused on Eric to listen to her friend's words. As she watched her prince walk away, her heart beat thickly, throbbing with the intense feelings swirling around inside her that we so new and foreign...and absolutely wonderful. There was only one way she could describe the feelings.
She loved him.
"I don't know when and I don't know how. But I know something's starting right now. Watch and you'll see my prince. Some day I will be part of your world…"/pre