A Young pirate has known only he seas for his whole life. But everything changes when he s kidnapped and thrown into the mermaid hunting business. His life is then crossed with Mara, a young mermaid who has been gifted visions from the moon. A tale...
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The boat rocked more as they came. Mermaids. Harpoons gleamed like death's crown. More tails flickered beneath the surface as the honey glazed fish hung on the sides of the boat. "When the tide runs clear, that's how you know a mermaid's near." Eyeless Jack softly sung from behind James. "When the blood runs sweet and the moon glows with fever. That's when you put a mermaid to sleep." James held his harpoon and hunting knife steady as he risked a glance over the side of the boat. Pale arms and breasts circled under the gray waves, long strands of pale gold, startling scarlet, chocolate brown and ebony hair fanned out like silky seaweed. Mermaids were alluring, dangerous but above all, magical. And their scales paid a handsome price James thought as the harpoons were tied against the boat facing the waves. He remembered when he had once asked John spickled why mermaids craved honey on their fish. "Mermaids call honey the nectar of the moon. The gift that grows in flowers, in bee hives along the shore. They dip their food in it as a an offering to strengthen their bond with the sea, the pull to the moon." He had accepted John's answer with a grain of salt, but now as he watched the mermaids clamor near the boat sides, he had now doubt that they had prepared a feast in this booby trap. Suddenly his blood churned as he saw her. The mermaid that would save him yet destroy him.
