A True Friend (F/E1/I6)

And so the wheel of time turned round
In Serena’s simple life.
The people of the palace took care of her.
With kindness they were rife.
But nothing compared to her best friend Silas,
The Prince with kindness divine.
He spent a majority of his time with her,
And their friendship continued to entwine.

“This is a strange new world I’m trying to know.
But I’ve got to give up and go with the flow.
I’m not swimming in the ocean now.
I want to love you even if I don’t know how.”

Inseparable was the word for them,
No matter where they were at.
Hunting, dancing, going on picnics,
Or just sitting down for a chat.
Silas and Serena discovered the world,
Adventuring onward together.
And even though Serena was dumb and speechless,
In his company she felt he was clever.

“This is a strange new world I’m trying to know.
But I’ve got to give up and go with the flow.
I’m not swimming in the ocean at all.
With you I’m big even when I’m small.”

Serena learned of Creator with Silas,
And how He dealt with men.
Every Sunday they attended Church,
And though Serena couldn’t say “amen.”,
She absorbed the teaching taught to her,
And loved the stories of his love.
Even if she could not sing out his praises,
In her heart, she praised God above.

“This is a strange new world I’m trying to know.
But I’ve got to give up and go with the flow.
I’ll never swim in the ocean again
I’m no longer a mermaid. I am a woman.”

The Duty Of A Prince (F/E1/I7)

One evening in the palace,
While rain poured down outside,
Silas found Serena in the kitchen,
So he pulled her aside.
Into a side room he took her,
Where they could speak privately.

Silas: “How are you my mute miss?
Are you wandering idly?”

Serena smiled and shook her head,
And he could tell she was listening.
Her eyes did not wander as sometimes they did,
And her eyes were glistening.

Silas: “I have news for you, of great importance,
I am soon to be wed.”

Serena’s smiling, glistening eyes,
Looked like they were suddenly dead.
She sat on a couch, and Silas sat too,
He tried to regain her gaze.

Silas: “I am unenthused by this revelation.
Though it may be just a phase.
Father says I am to marry-
The Galatian Princess named Demi.
I know nothing of what she is really like.
I simply want to be free.”

Serena stared out over the ocean,
Through the window and pouring rain.
Silas never knew what she was thinking,
Though he could see she was in pain.
He held her hand and looked with her,
Over the water’s waves.

Silas: “I know how upsetting this is.
To not know where I’ll be,
I’m every bit as upset too
To have everything planned out for me.
If I was to pick my own wife,
She’d be a lot like you,
My sweet, silent, sister,
Thank you for all that you do.”

Serena hugged him forcefully,
And said a prayer for him.
Hoping Creator would make him happy,
Though everything looked grim.
He hugged her back and they sat together,
Without another word.
And as tears filled Serena’s eyes,
Her vision of her world blurred.

The Princess Of Galatia (F/E1/I8)

A few weeks later, Silas-
Hosted a special ball,
Welcoming the Princess Demi,
To his palace’s ivory halls.
She’d arrive about an hour
Into the party’s festivities,
Serena tugged on Silas,
And she didn’t have to save please.

She took him to the dance floor
And though the pain was great,
The joy of dancing with her best friend
Made her stand up straight,
And though the sting of her curse
Pierced deeply into her soles,
She smiled as broadly as she was able.
Nothing could crush her soul.

Silas: “I’m nervous.” He said as they danced around,
“She’ll be here very soon.”

Then his eyes caught the gleam of her smile.
From the vibrant light of the moon.

He gulped and drew strength from her courage.
And she curtsied at the end of the dance.
The horns blew signaling the Princess’s arrival,
He looked, and was entranced.

Her dark eyes laid in seas of milk white.
Her pale skin shined in the moonlight.
Her Raven-Black hair glistened darker than the night.
And her bright red dress, was more than a sight.

She glided down steps with her entourage.
Shining like a dazzling jewel.
And she rivaled Silas’s nervousness.
Their expressions, a timid duel.
All were quiet in the hall.
Then music began to play.
She curtsied, and Prince Silas bowed,
And Serena left to pray.

Off to the banks of the water she went,
Her feet screaming in her shoes.
She collapsed down at the water’s edge,
And begged God to see her through.
If Silas married this Princess divine,
She’d turn into foam of the sea.
But was not jealous of the Princess, no.
She hoped the best for Princess Demi.

Over and over in sync with the waves,
Serena prayed this simple prayer.

Serena: “Wherever you’d have me go to, God,
Please, gently lead me there.”

In The Garden (F/E1/I9)

After Silas and Demi danced,
They retired to the royal garden.
The guards surrounded the ivy-ed gates
And their hearts did the opposite of harden.
They were now alone and could speak-
All that was on their mind.
No one could judge their manner of speech,
They could be casual, and they could be kind.
They spoke together for three hours
About whatever things they prized.
And here is a portion of that conversation,
Near when they first arrived.

Silas: “Since I heard you were coming to court,
I’ve had nothing but constant fear.
But that all disappeared when I saw you,
And I’m excited now that you’re here.”

Demi smiled and blushed,
As she sat there on a seat.
He took her hands into his,
And she smiled at his eyes so sweet.

Demi: “I was worried until I heard tales,
Of how brave and bold you were.
And ever since I saw your face,
My heart is in an uproar.”

Silas: “I thought that you would be prim and proper.
And fragile like a lilly.
I thought you’d be uninterested in things,
And wear things pink and frilly.”

Demi laughed and he smiled back,
They both had more to say.
But they both agreed they should be married.
And they’d get married this day.
A few more hours of private talk,
Would seal up any doubts.
And when they left that garden there,
They’d let their secret out.

Heart Shatter (F/E1/I10)

All the crowd had gathered ’round,
For the re-introduction of the Prince,
And the re-introduction of the Princess of Galatia,
Together, they were a great presence.
They ascended to the royal dais,
To stand with the Queen and King.
Silas whispered in his father’s ear,
Then turned and let his heart sing.

Silas: “The Princess and I will be getting married!
As soon as we are able!”

A collective reaction ran through the crowd,
Wild, and unstable.
But nothing came from the throat of Serena.
Not a cry came over her damaged tongue.
She simply stared, accepting the fact,
That the Sea Witch had now won.

She barely heard the voice of the King,
Who called for his servants to prepare,
A wedding ceremony for his son,
That they would have then and there.
In the meantime, the band was to play some dances,
For the crowd to enjoy.
Serena ran with her agony-ridden feet,
And on her face, she faked joy.

“This is not Silas’ fault.”
She told herself in her thought.
“I cannot share how this has hurt me.
I cannot and will not!
If I am to die this very night,
By the Sea Witch’s trance,
Then I will press on in defiance!
And have myself one last dance!”

She stood and curtsied before Silas,
Huffing with exhaustion and pain.
But she glued a smile to her face,
And hid all her suffering and strain.

Silas: “You are happy for me! Thank you so much!
Oh, you’d like to dance?”

Serena nodded enthusiastically,
This was her final chance,
To bid farewell to her beloved prince.
She felt the curse pressing down.
Soon she would turn to sea foam,
And in those waves, she would drown.

But nothing could stop her from having this time,
She danced a waltz with all might.
Even though she bled through her toes of her shoes,
She bore it for Silas that night.
And even though the pain in her feet was awful,
In that moment, it was sublime.
As she stared into Silas’ beautiful, bright, eyes.
For what would be the very last time.

The dance ended far quicker than she would have asked.
But she thanked him with a tight hug.
Then she let him go to dance with others,
And left the floor with a shrug.

She wandered out onto the docks,
And then onto the stern of a ship.
She stared down at the water below,
And tried to take comfort in it.
Her pain would now soon be over.
But then something strange came below.
Out of the water, 8 heads appeared,
And they stared at her, sad and slow.

It took Serena a moment,
To recognize them in moonlight.
Her 8 older sisters came to the surface,
To visit her this night.
But strangely none seemed to have their hair.
It all had been shaved off in mourning,
For their long lost little sister?
Or maybe as a warning?

The oldest one was named Fortuna.
And she was the first to speak.

Fortuna: “Oh, Serena, We know your pain.
We know what made you weak.
The seductions of this cruel surface,
Drew you to the Sea-Witch.
But we have shaved our heads for her,
So that you may do this-”

The other sisters whispered their approval,
As Fortuna produced a knife.
Black as ink, but shining as glass,
It glittered in the moonlight.
Serena’s eyes grew wide as she stared,
At what her sisters had done.

Fortuna: “Take this knife, and kill your love.
Before the rising of the sun.
And if you do, you’ll turn back into a mermaid,
And have your 283 years you’ll have won.
Your tongue and all you had will be back,
Restored to perfect health,
And you can come back, live with Father, and us,
In the seaweed, and the kelp.

Serena reached down and took the knife,
And nodded to bid them farewell,
They all individually, said goodbye to Serena,
Then left Serena to the spell…

Serena stared at the knife for a moment,
As she felt her body break.
She looked at her hands, and saw foam forming,
On her fingers, and she quaked.
But as long as she held that knife in her hands,
She knew she had a chance.
But nothing would make her shed Silas’ blood.
Not even a Sea-Witch’s trance.

She held onto the knife, stepped up on the railing,
And looked down at the sea.
Blood dripped from the toes of her shoes,
As she realized, this’d be the last thing she’d see.
She stabbed that knife into the railing,
She’d never felt this alone.
She plunged into the salty depths,
And before she touched water, she was foam…