Thalassa
Burning cities and napalm skies
Mother?
The singular word hit like a dagger to the chest. She clench her teeth against the shock, taking in the mermaid before her. The graying hair still held evidence of the dark hair of youth, blue eyes were framed by the gentle wrinkles of smile lines, even the pleasing frown of her soft lips seemed similar to her own persistent cocky grin. They all gave Thal the sense that she was looking into a magic mirror, slightly warped as it glanced into her future. It was too much for her to process, forcing her to look at the surrounding beach. She barely registed as the woman finally accepted the truth, too busy drifting amongst the waves, feeling untethered.
’Do you remember anything?’
That was the question of her existence, wasn’t it? Who was she? And how did she wind up here?
The anger leaked from her, a tiredness for the same questions, now shared by another once more. She still kept her distance, but her expression softened somewhat. ”I - I don’t know.” It was painful to admit to this stranger, however, if this woman was who she claimed to be, she might know something about Thal's past, and that might be worth the wound setting aside her pride.
The singular word hit like a dagger to the chest. She clench her teeth against the shock, taking in the mermaid before her. The graying hair still held evidence of the dark hair of youth, blue eyes were framed by the gentle wrinkles of smile lines, even the pleasing frown of her soft lips seemed similar to her own persistent cocky grin. They all gave Thal the sense that she was looking into a magic mirror, slightly warped as it glanced into her future. It was too much for her to process, forcing her to look at the surrounding beach. She barely registed as the woman finally accepted the truth, too busy drifting amongst the waves, feeling untethered.
’Do you remember anything?’
That was the question of her existence, wasn’t it? Who was she? And how did she wind up here?
The anger leaked from her, a tiredness for the same questions, now shared by another once more. She still kept her distance, but her expression softened somewhat. ”I - I don’t know.” It was painful to admit to this stranger, however, if this woman was who she claimed to be, she might know something about Thal's past, and that might be worth the wound setting aside her pride.
Fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes
