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the eye as they had started out. That's when the water along with other dark shadows

and voices started to come after me more intensively.” “Wait? So you have heard our
voices before?” She asked.

“Well I suppose you could say that. I’ve always felt at home here in the sea and have

always been drawn to water. Some of the voices were familiar growing up but many
were not. I met some later on in my teenly adulthood. But it was all still new to me. I
had no idea what I was getting myself into. And no teacher to show me." Chellejary said.

Neefrena thought on it but continued to hear the rest of Chellejary’s story.

“There was really no chatter of the world below in the deep blue. Or any of your
kind. Well our kind I suppose is proper to say now given the circumstances. I have

always thought of myself as a cross bread in some way or form. Half fairy half
mermaid. Because I have always felt a draw to the sky and sea. I feel the wings to fly

but I also feel the fins to swim. The humans have always thought of mermaids and
sirens as fantasy. Others real. Some even try to live their lives as such to the best of
their abilities as merpeople on land. There have been rumors of sightings of mermaids

at times throughout the centuries. And even Alluring sirens to sing the pirates and
sailors to shipwreck and draw them under to their doom. Some humans have claimed to

have photos or videos, very few actually believed them. Though more are coming around
the idea even if it's just fantasy. My girls and I started to get more involved in

mermaids together as of late. We have always had the Merich since we were children.
(The lady grew more intense in her gaze as she studied Chellejary's words)

The last few years I started hearing the Siren call. I thought it was just my mind
playing tricks on me. It has been rare for me to ever come out to the water or enjoy it

long enough when I have gone. But hanging with my girls lately that’s kinda how I
ended up here in the oceans… Sounds a bit fishy I know. But the waters have been

calling me for years. And now they are the strongest they’ve ever been calling me,
pulling me. It must be for a reason. Even the tide comes in high and tries to pull me out
with it, each wave higher and stronger than the last pulling me out. If the Ocean and

those who dwell in it are endangered then I must stay and fight. They are much a part
of my family as the humans. My girls feel the same and that is why we are here. We