The Language of the Sea

by echosong258

Something in her chest aches for him, wants to reach out and wrap him in her arms, wants ease the melancholy that follows him like a shadow. But her mind does not recognize him, so she dives back into the sea and does her best to banish him from her thoughts.

4. Chapter 4

"So, let me get this straight," Jazlee huffs, "We're supposed to take this knife, stab ourselves with it, and then we get turned into humans?"

"That's an over simplified version but basically."

"You know you're insane, right? Stab ourselves?! Seriously?!"

"It's not as bad as you're making it out to be."

"Stab ourselves!" Jazlee's feathers puff out, "With knives."

"A knife. And you'll only be giving a few drops of blood so that the spell can be placed on both of us, compared to me who needs-"

"Because that makes stabbing myself so much easier-"

"Jazlee!" Kaia snaps, "Do you want to walk amongst humans or not?"

"…"

"Thought so. Now let me explain one more time, a mermaid's magic is in her blood; a siren's is in her voice. The knife is charmed to combine the two so that when I draw the proper runes with our blood, majority if which will be mine by the way, the spell can be activated with the proper song."

"What's the proper song?"

"According to the writings you'll just know once the magic starts to flow through you."

"Because that isn't vague at all!" Jazlee cackles in amusement.

Kaia sometimes feels sad for her; sirens are bitter creatures and even though her friend is much more cheerful compared to others, there's still something acidic in her voice when she laughs. "Our magic hasn't steered us wrong so far; I don't see why it would now."