Child of the Seas

Ebony and Merry live two very different lives in separate worlds. Neither has ever considered the possibility of the other's existence. But now the bridges between the worlds are weakening.
An ancient prophecy snatches Merry from her world and brings her to Ebony. Now, the two girls must save Ebony's world from a terror as old as the prophecy, which is destroying the world and the worlds connected to it.
Countless lives and worlds are resting on the girls' shoulders... but will Ebony and Merry be able to save them?

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7. Ebony - 4

I almost screamed when I saw the girl come out of the lake. The only reason I didn't was because she seemed very upset, especially when she looked down and screamed, "My legs!"

I didn't understand what that was supposed to mean, at all.

The girl started to swim towards me. I shrank back, scared, and her eyes softened.

"Hey," she said, "it's okay. I won't hurt you." Using her arms, she hauled herself up next to me. 

My eyes grew round. Where her legs should have been was a shiny fishtail. It was impossible. Mermaids, also called sea angels, are common everywhere on Ertis, but they are all beautiful, stunning creatures. This girl, although she was nowhere near ugly, was as dull as anyone when compared to a mermaid.

"I'm Merry," said the girl with a shy smile. She extended her hand to me. I looked at it curiously. I didn't know what to make of this gesture.

"It's a hand, silly," she laughed musically. "You shake it."

Uncertain, I took her hand and shook it. What was the point of this gesturing? And why was she speaking like this? It was Inglian, but it seemed to be a completely different dialect.

"I'm Ebony." I finally found my voice, and the courage to look Merry in the eye. Her face was rather pretty. She had a straight, slight nose, dark blue eyes and short brown hair. She wore a strange half-tunic on the top half of her body.

"Hi, Ebony," said Merry. "Do you know where I am right now? And why I have this... tail? Because, believe me, I've never had one before. You see, I was just in a storm..."

Merry explained what had happened to her. I listened, and my mind raced for ideas as to what had just happened to her.

"Where art thou belonging to?" I suddenly blurted out.

"What?"

"Where is thy home?"

"You talk like you live in the Middle Ages. Wait, I'm not in the Middle Ages, am I?"

I had no idea what she was talking about, and I guess she could see the confusion on my face.

"Well, I live in Florida," smiled Merry. "You ever heard of it?"

Flo-ri-da. I tried out the sound of the word in my head. It felt strange, and I shook my head.

"Well, then, what is this place?"

"This? This place is named Lone Lake. I truly enjoy coming here to be alone. And beyond that lengthy line of trees is my home, Gwynethe Village, Hymnshire."

"That sounds English," said Merry. "Am I in the UK?"

I shook my head.

"Well, then, where am I?" asked Merry, beginning to look a little worried. I took pity on her.

"You are in the great country of Karia, in the world of Erbis."

"You mean... you mean this is a different world?" Merry looked frightened. She began to cry. "I don't know what happened, Ebony! I don't understand any of this. Why I'm here, how I got here, why I have a tail...Why, even the idea of other worlds is completely crazy!"

She looked so miserable, I was tempted to put my arm around her and tell her it would all be alright.

But how could I say that if I didn't even know it was true?

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