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A pearl for Emily

It glimmered in the depths of the ocean. It echoed in his heart and spoke to him in dreams. He would pluck it from the sea for her – a gift of his love.

He saw her in his mind’s eye: Emily. Emily, I will fetch it for you.

He dived. He had only minor training, and his guides were against it, but he dived. Its call – her call – would not be denied.

Down into the deep he went, searching. It was lonely and silent but for the song. It lured him, taunted him.

He would present it to her, set in a necklace so fine his love would not be cast aside. He would give it to her, and it would smooth the past when he had nothing and she had waited.

As he searched the gloom, her song kept him company.

At last! He reached it – he knew he had. Within the gnarled shell, protected by jaws clamped tight, lay his prize: her gift and his redemption.

The waters shimmered. He grappled with his price and then he felt it.

A touch.

He looked up from his labors and his heart bubbled with joy. She was here. It was Emily. He held up the oyster, showing her, offering up his devotion.

“I have it for you,” he said. “I will make you a necklace, the most beautiful you have ever seen.”

She only smiled and moved away. Mermaid, goddess, enigma. She was one with the sea and she summoned him.

“Oh, Emily, would that I had–”

“No, John, come with me.”

Did she speak? Did her lips move? He sighed. The commotion in the waters around him – the tugging lines, the flashes of red, the beeping – fell away. All was calm once more; his heart was full. Oh, Emily.

He watched them bring up his body, saw their dismay even as they congratulated themselves: “We told him, we knew. . . .” The oyster was tangled up in his lines, empty. They did not know what to make of that and he chuckled.

He turned to her. Emily smiled. It was his smile, his alone. Around her neck was the pearl, its luster glistening in the dark waters. She beckoned, deeper into the water. She was lover and teacher, salvation in one. He flipped his tail and followed her, deeper into the sea.

About KM Sullivan

Descended of pirates and revolutionaries, KM Sullivan is a lover and student of all things Irish. Born in the States, she is a dual US/Irish citizen, and studied history and politics at University College, Dublin – although, at the time, she seriously considered switching to law, if only so she could attend lectures at the castle on campus. She lives in the American Midwest with her son, two cats and a pesky character in her head named D (but you can call him Dubh). Her first book, Changelings: Into the Mist, a young adult historical fantasy is available now on Amazon and Barns and Noble. She can be found writing with said character at her blog, The D/A Dialogues.

10 comments on “A pearl for Emily

  1. […] their talent. Check them out! There was a weekend prompt on pearls . . . I even thought up a quirky little tale for that […]

  2. What an uplifting story. Awwww the two of them in the sea forever.*sniff* Really liked it.

    • Thanks! 🙂 I wasn’t expecting where it went, but I was pleased with it. This (well, and the fountain) was the first piece of fiction not within the novel-in-progress’ universe that I’ve written. Felt pretty good!

  3. I love this site because I can read such a variety of material by so many different authors. I love all of your stories. You cover such a variety of topics. It is refreshing. For that reason I have nominated you for: “The Versatile Blogger Award.” I promise you that nothing will happen if you choose not to play it forward, but if you choose to you can find instructions here: http://redclayandroses1.wordpress.com/

  4. Now I really like that! Very sweet!

  5. I always hoped there were mermen. Well done.

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