🧜♀️
Normally, the small seahorse mermaid loved storms! She loved to ride the waves and sing with her sisters. Laugh at the splashes of lightning. Watch ships sink. That sort of fun!
But this? This was not natural. This was not the god of the seas. This was something, someone else.
Not that she had much time to think about it as a riptide pulled her back under the water, whirled her around, and then spat her out again, directly onto the sand. Wave after wave fell over her, but nothing enough to tug her back into the depths. The storm was dying already, clouds dispersing and skies lightening again.
And so, Sunshine wailed at the top of her tiny little lungs.


















