In the deep dark of waters, hid the beauty and danger. The water which quenches one’s thirst would kill one too. Hidden beneath the water, the charming, the cute, the dangerous and the mysterious ones. Creatures of ancient, whispering the old tales of our ancestors and witnessing the deaths the water has caused.

She swam deeply, dancing with the waves of waters. The bright sun thrust out deep into the ocean but still lost to the darkness that embraced the grounds of the waters. The group of Sirens swam in the ocean, getting ready to breathe the light.

But she was divergent from others. A beauty with a peculiar tail, a golden one, unlike others. She had never been appreciated for being beautiful with the rare golden tail but she had been called odd. Her beautiful golden curls unfurled in the cold water as she swam up to bathe in air. Alone but it had always been like that.

Her hazel eyes glistened, the fin across her chest gleamed at the sunbeam. It was afternoon, the time when all the sirens swam up from the depths of water, to breathe air and light.

No human would fish in the heated afternoon, a perfect time to swim and enjoy. As always, she sat on the huge stone, watching the other mermaids laughing and swimming. She had no company because she was believed to be cursed. A cursed Mermaid, as she was called. Not a single ear heard the story of her curse, not even her but it was all in their minds that she was cursed. She had beautiful golden hair and hazel eyes which would attract any one.

She paid no heed to the other sirens and swam to the other side of the stone, as far as she could, to become deaf of their laughs and smiles.

It was peaceful in the water, alone and unknown. As she swam faster and faster to the abandoned shore like...