LC Satusi - The story of the siren

Part 1 It was dark… Cold… Cold…? I felt cold sand underneath my skin and my scales. So strange – my scales felt nothing like they should…    Slowly I opened my eyes, seeing… shore. Shore. I clumsily sat up. A moment – then my memory caught up with me. The ritual. My mission. And – I stared. I had seen them on so many humans so far, but to see – to feel – them now on myself… Legs. I had legs.   It was still dark out, the white sand all around me. I had awoken here, at this beach – I knew where I was. I took a moment, maybe few, to collect myself, staring at my new legs, at the shoreline.    My new legs were like those of a human’s, but mine were still covered with scales, the same dark blue ones as previously on my tail. My skin, my hair were still the same blue as always, and I knew my white eyes were still the same as well. Legs though – I truly had those, the ritual had worked. It had worked. ...

  Legacy of Satusi Prologue So, Satusi is my name… My surname, that is. And this is my story. My family’s story – starting from me. That’s me. Or that’s how I am at this time – how I used to be, how I only used to be, was a siren. Legs? Oh I have legs – I have them now. I made myself into half-human, half-siren, to have tail in the water and legs on land, something that had only been stories in both our worlds . I suppose I should start by telling you that story. See, my secret was, had been for many moons, that I liked to go to land. I used to swim for hours upon hours to reach the closest coast, to catch any sight of anything that lived on land.    Most of our kind hated and feared humans, but I couldn’t help but be curious of their kind – so similar, and still so different from ours. Maybe the stories we were told as little, stories of pirates and sirens sharing seas together, had made an imprint in my ...