- Vol. 04
- Chapter 08
A mermaid, one of all that belongs to fantasies. I did not understand him, I followed and there, walls, higher than the castle, in a dark grey shade he stopped, leaning his head around the corner of the gate speaking – hush, mm, erm... All that was uttered
He pulled at my arm and I saw a woman, sitting in a cubicle, with curtains in maroon, framing her head. People bowed silently as we passed, I watched him, his gaze straight ahead He smiled – The walls were closer, I gripped harder my nails in his skin
Led to a door, small door out of wood, dark, like chocolate cream forgotten He let me pass through first “Ahead, ahead, follow the fairy lights” It was a museum, with walls hollow, dusty shelves and all lights were out except for this…
This room, the fairy lights continued down, to the floor from the ceiling There, not bigger than my foot stood a glass
Mud-Eye Breathless“A mermaid,” I looked back at him, “You?” “Me.”
I knelt down, rested my head on my hands flat against the floor, looking, there hands, eyes and teeth. Was it made out of mud? I sighed upon the glass and looked at it, her, or him? It blinked. I looked back at him, “What?” he said.
I turned back and its little hand was pressed against its chest I leaned closer, its eyes open shot a stare at me and I lost my breath.