Long ago in the land of insatiable vile creatures lived a handsome King called Suvari...a hunter, marksman. He was searching for a wife. He found her a lady name Moshe fair, pure. Then rumors fed
idea's to the imp's...who hated the curse Neptune place on their bloodlines. so they attacked the new bride, thus wounding their own King.1
As the plan went into action a siren spirit spoke:2
Thee shall doth nay good in angering thy Sire. Since his powers increase ten fold. Unlike all mystic magic tis his birthright tither-ed, gaining total control. Gadabout supernatural like none seen in mans eye-sight. Part alien, part beast! Arise heathens honor his darkness, gore from afar. 3
Thou hast slayed thy King's vile briny whore Nay! A creature she be for the like of he.4
She shall awaken in moments removing thine spear, eating thy heart! Pierce her King not! Twas pure blood united (virgin upon virgin) Ah the wee imp bring's pangs on thee. Little man thy evil footprints twill n'ver again touch sand. Whilst earths sun sinks into the salty drink so shall thee.5
Then she faded back into the waves:6
Moshe had the power of rebirth regenerating like a phoenix . Gifted by her father yet deeply in love with King Suvari. She had switch places with the sea-hag only to take a spear to her chest. Fire rained from the heavens as her precious eyes took in the flying horn beast a leather-like bird with talons eight inches long. Now her sire knows...as she no longer connected to he. Man of ill temper, jealous of any earthly King since he's confined to the abyss ruling o'er fish.7
Attempting to stop this joining of spirit's bodies, soul warrents malice people. Thus their attacker twas late. The deed tis done. She lays with her belly swollen....Hahahahahahahahahah8
Yet poet of yore sang:9
What matter of demon rides vile-winged creatures
attacking innocence? He shall avenge her blood!"
Tis thy King wedded, celebrating.... 10
Sea witch posing as his bride, Imp's desire to remove
her heart placing it in a box of gold, crystal.
Tis thy King wedded, celebrating...11
To be bury at sea taunting Neptune's reign
since he sent his unwise hag to entrap our King."
He sent hag for our King....12
So the story was told....13
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Author notes
fiction & fantasy from my imagery
Comments
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Is that why King Neptune is always scowling? 'Tis a wondrous, mysterius tale ye have woven here, scribe ennovy. P'haps there be more to the story further along the waves, yea?
Disappoint not your legions of fans, they the swelling of the bottom of the sea; nay, they be the swelling, rapt 'pon your every word.
I love thee, Sea dweller,
Brazos

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Brazos there's more to come...I have not finished it yet
so true about my love for the sea...I find peace there and my imagery goes top speed....
I love thee
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