She was standing on the bridge down by the beach as he was passing by. He didn’t really want to stare, but he couldn’t help it. She was gorgeous. So beautiful. Her hair flowed around her shoulders like the river at spring, her curves were smooth as the waves.
He was going to go past her, he really was. She turned and stared into his eyes. Her eyes were intense. Cold. Green like the sea itself.
Hello. Her voice was soft, like the sound of the salt water slowly entering the beach on a warm summer night.
Hello. He looked away. Kept walking.
Where are you going? She asked, her eyes penetrating his fragile soul.
Home.
Is anyone waiting?
He didn’t answer. She followed him.
They made love in the waves stroking the shore. She was good. Too good. Too much.
He couldn’t stop thinking about her. He kept looking for her. Walking the streets at night, the beach. She was no where to be found.
One night he heard her call. In the sound of the waves, he heard the sweet voice from the beach outside his house. He looked at the one lying in the bed beside him. The other one. She was asleep.
The beauty was waiting for him by the waves. The ocean was stronger today, fiercer. Her stare more intense, deeper. Wilder. He could not resist. She kissed him. Pulled him out, into the sea. Took him. Too good. Too much.
She pulled him into the waves and they disappeared into the dark water. He could feel his very being dissolve into the sea, becoming part of it all and nothing at all, floating into the sea forever.
The morning after his clothes were found floating in the shore.
https://grimscrypt.wordpress.com/2017/03/11/into-the-sea/
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_sea_is_a_mistress_115263
Nice! Wasn’t sure if you were going for a Kelpie with this one, but I like the ending, and how he was seduced by this mistress.
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Thank you Spaceman! What’s a Kelpie?
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A Scottish water spirit that takes the form of a red-eyed horse and drowns the people who try to ride it. Similar to the Each-Uisge I wrote about in my “Loch and Lair” story a couple of months or so ago.
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Aha! That was some very insipiring information. I can’t remember your story, I’m heading over to have a look.
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Now I remember. Cool!
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this is beautiful, i cant stop reading
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Thank you! Read all you want 😉
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Is there part 2 of Mistress of Dark Waters, a continuation?
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It wasn’t really the plan. This guy will not be around, at least 😀
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leave them in infinite suspense. nice
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Love this. Great imagery.
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Thank you Kaleya! Thought you might like it 🙂
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Exquisite
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Thanks! 🙂
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Nice!!
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So vivid, I felt I was there. (Not as an intentional foyer, sort of there but invisible, unseen.
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Great comment 🙂 Just what I want to hear.
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👧I’ve added the next one of mine.
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Voyeur not foyer.
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SO Evocative and beautifully haunting! My compliments…
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Thank you! Stop by when ever you want 😉
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Stop by my blog and follow if your time allows… https://brchitwood.com – The Final Curtain 1 – MUSINGS: Authors – Bo0ks – The World
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Very beautifully crafted. Vivid imagery excellently shown.
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Thanks a lot.
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It just keeps getting better ever time you read it!!
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Good to hear! You just go ahead and read it as many times you want:)
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☺️
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Beautifully graphic!
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Thank you 🙂
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My pleasure, I thoroughly enjoyed it
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Great and powerful story. Love the imagery as well 😀
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Thank you 🙂
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This story explains the importance of reading Greek mythology as part of one’s schooling.
One learns to avoid the sirens of the sea and their beckoning siren calls.
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This is so goooood!
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Thank you! Good to hear 🙂
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Well thanks. We just started ours. Do support us. 🙂
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Looks good. Waiting for more posts, keep in touch.
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Sure!
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True story. Many decades ago when I was a young man, I lived in San Francisco. I worked a night job, so after getting off of work, I usually would do a few short errands on the way home.
I was approaching my bank intending to use the ATM when around the corner walked a woman. She was African-American and to say she was beautiful would be to damn with faint praise. She was astonishingly gorgeous. I only saw her face for a few moments (she was wearing a long coat, so all I really saw was her face) but I was amazed.
It wasn’t even lust or sexual attraction. It was like she was a work of art, like a beautiful sunset, like the most scenic view imaginable, only as a woman.
I don’t really remember what she looked like nearly thirty years later, but I’ll never forget that moment.
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There are some beautiful women out there fo sure 😉 Thanks for the story.
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I love it! :)…..I remember a depiction of mermaids as dangerous beauties with small, sharp teeth. As for the Kelpie, there’s a wonderful statue with two horse heads that are lighted up in the night. http://www.wtjournal.com/visiting-the-kelpies-at-falkirk/
Your stories always catch me by surprise! The sea has an incredible attraction upon us. Too much,too strong, hard to say:no….
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Haha, thanks! It had a mermaidish feel over it, but she’s not really meant to be one. More a seductive symbolic femme fatale luring him into his doom 😉
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Incredible. I love this.
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Thanks a lot 🙂
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Amazing story! I love how you’ve incorporated the ocean and water throughout 🙂
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Thanks!
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This is stunning. Love how it makes me feel like I saw it all unfold right in front of me.
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Thanks a lot! Very happy to hear that 🙂
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I was there with him and now if course, wonder where he is.
Thanks for following my blog.
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He disappeared into the sea, it seems. Thanks!
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Reblogged this on ReBirth: The Pursuit of Porsha.
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Thank you very much.
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This reminds me of your other story, “Cold is a State of Mind”. Beware of otherworldly beauties! 😉
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Ah, it’s true! Never thought of the connection. Maybe it’s some inner fears getting expressed 😀 😀
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Really? Haha – maybe. 😁
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Come to think of it, I’ve known some dangerous otherworldly beauties along the way 😉
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You must have resisted them, since you’re still alive to speak about it. 😁
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Haha! I woke up in time! 😀 😀 :,D
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😁😁
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