ever since I got the stone and held her, I have been dreaming of the ocean. One was particularly vivid. There is a young mermaid and her mother sitting on the rocks near the ocean, the waves tickling their fins...so beautiful and peaceful. There is a game reserve that ends at the beach, owned by a very powerful and famous Knight and he has gathered animals from all over the world. A small lion comes down daily to sit nearby and listen to the mermaids in song and the young girl would stroke his fur and they became fast friends. Time goes by and the Knight is taken captive and his enemies are here to destroy all the animals in a senseless act of violence. The small lion runs down to warn the mermaids...yet as they are slipping into the sea, an arrow shatters the air....towards the young mermaid. The lion leaps up to take the arrow himself....in a true act of love...and it pierces both of them and they fall together.... There is a bit of magic within this story... for as they hold each other in death, their forms merge....and thus become the first Merlion. The mother drags the bodies into the surf...and although this is only legend....at midnight with the moon in full....they separate and can once again play and find joy in those few hours. Perhaps it is only a dream yet seemed so real....
Posted on: Thu, 20 Jun 2013 22:13:01 +0000
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