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Swim with Me – A Queen’s worries

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Talise stared at the crystal encrusted shell sitting on her desk, waiting for anything, even the faintest glow. Beside her, her ever present advisor, a seahorse of the of the palest lilac hue, just kept smiling at her. It was the most annoying thing about Cambreyan, anything could be happening, and he always had his ever present smile.

“You know your daughter, she will contact you when she has something solid to talk about. I wouldn’t think, even with how fast she is, that she got very much father than the rest of the scouts did. Maybe a half a Light farther. We got to remember this call came from very far off.”

“Oh, I know. I think it was the other morning chats with those of the closer seas, that got me worried. There have been many mer who have not been able to resist, and a lot of them are perishing to predation. They seem to go into a trance, and all they can think about is finding the source of the call. I would really like to know why it does not work on the sharks and other deep water nasties.”

“Ah, they are so one minded, most of the time. It’s blood and tear. Only near breeding season do they even think of anything else, and with the way they fight their mates, it’s still mostly blood and tear in the end.”

“So you think there is just not enough room to care, in those little brains of theirs?”

“Yes, that is exactly what I think. Do you remember the tale, of that far off Sea, where the mer once had sharks as their guards. It was rumored to be the most feared mer queendom ever. Then one night, while all the mers were safely resting in their kelp, the sharks couldn’t take the domestic life anymore, and ate them all. They had no other form of militia, so they were utterly defenseless.”

“Oh, yes, I remember that tale, Grandmar would tell that one to me when I was being a bad little fry. She would later remind me of it when she started to teach me on military matters and strategy. She certainly thought it had enough merit to believe in it.”

“You Grandmar was never one to toss a tidbit of information away, just because she did not see it with her own eyes. She liked to weigh everything, and even those she did not think true, she still recorded.”

“Cambreyan, that just gave me the most wonderful idea! We should head off to the vaults, maybe she wrote something down in all her years, that was similar to what we are dealing with now. You know she liked to translate the old slates, maybe she did find something, once.”

“Now that, my Queen, seems like the perfect idea.”

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The Queen and her advisor left her quarters, venturing outside the palace, to venture to the vaults. The Vaults were located not within the palace, as a Grandmar far far past in the line had decided it was a silly place to store all the great treasures of a queendom. It is the first place usurpers covet, the first place invaders go to. This is why there is a false vault at the palace, holding lesser treasures, though still lovely.

The greatest treasures of Talise’s realms were that of Knowledge. It seems her ancestors were very keen on chronicling everything that happened, in Lights past. Hidden amongst these writings were also enchanted objects, created by some of the most powerful seawitches of her line.

The reason for these being so treasured and secreted away, was simply that they hadn’t had a witch in the family for a few centuries. It is a hereditary thing, and while it normally skips a generation or two, with their line, it seemed to have just fizzled out. With no way to restore these items, if they need recharging, repair, or remaking, they are left one of the most guarded secrets.

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They finally came upon the spot, a spot so ordinary, for the treasures held within. It had grown into a wonderful reef, with time, which was the intent. Talise guided them to the false rock that served as a barrier to the entrance. Only her blood, and the blood of her daughter, could invoke the rock to move. Once inside, she and Cambreyan went right to the place her Grandmar often sat, a beautiful shell seat carved in slopping waves. It is said to have once been a throne room chair, and it sure did have the flair.

Piled around it were stacks of tomes, all lovingly worn. It was a hard thing, to keep the written word under the waves, where ink and parchment would dissolve in but a few days. These tomes were another sort of enchantment, each carrying it’s own bubble of sorts. When one placed their hands within, they would instantly become dry, and the ink and parchment were protected from the watery elements.

“Well, I am not sure exactly were to start, so I’d say pick a stack, you can flip the pages with your tail, and I’ll pick a different stack. Having both eyes on these will make shorter work of the task.”

“Thank you my lady, for entrusting me with so precious of a task.”

“Oh shove it Cambreyan, haha, I just don’t want to be the only one with sore eyes tonight.”

“As you wish,” he said, as he picked a stack not too far from his queen. No one outside the royal merline has ever set eyes on what was written within these tomes. It was a very rare gift his queen had bestowed upon him, and he was not one to forget such gifts easily.

With both of them settling down to their task, each intent on finding some source of information of this unique call, each hoping for an answer that might save them all, a quietness ensconced itself into the chamber.

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Much light had passed, when Cambreyan finally let out an excited noise.

“What is it, what did you find?”

“I am not totally sure if it is connected, but it surely is the first thing I have found that might be. Your Grandmar found some passages that talk about a place, far out in the oceans, with no lands nor isles in sight. There are deep, deep waters, and it is ensorceled in strong magical mists above the waters. It is said that but once a year, lands arise from the depths, and portals to other realms appear. All manor of creatures, not of our waters nor land, arrive there, through the portals. These lands only stay a short while. The mists and the oceans eventually eat them back up, closing off the portals for another year. When the lands do come back, they are forever changed, taking new forms.”

“Now that seems rather far fetched.”

“It might have been why that wasn’t one of the tales she ever told.”

“So magical lands, appearing out of the oceans, portals, strange critters. What does that have to do with our call?”

“Well . . . there is a notation as to the general direction of where this all happens. Can you guess what is also coming from that direction?”

“The Call.”

“Yes. It also says here, that the area was guarded by a Kraken. A Fallen God was given to it as sacrifice, and it ate him right up. The Fallen God transformed, within the bowels of the beast, to re-emerge as a sort of watcher of the waters, with the Kraken now at his command. I wonder, with no creature to guard this magical place, would something more sinister have found it’s home there?”

“You think if something did move in, that is why the call has come this far? Is it the one doing the calling, or is there something or someone else sending it out? There are too many questions, and never enough Light. Is there anything else written?”

“The only other information here is just that the lands appear each year, so that there can be a collective mass of beings to help heal those who need healing. They pool their talents and resources, from the many places they call home, for this one goal. They also give time to remember the ones who have been lost.”

“We all lose someone, at sometime, what could possibly be so bad, that so much magic would be expended to create such a place, for such short of a time. What is the point of these lands? I can see why Grandmar never told me of this tale.”

“The last thing is says, is the single word; Hope. The rest of the tome is blank. Maybe it was something your Granmar was still working on. Maybe we should start sorting though the slates.”

“There isn’t enough time for that. You can’t read them, and I am very slow at it. I need to get to the islands, I need to talk to the birds. I think what we need is a Thunderbird. We need something fast, even faster than my daughter. I wish the winds still spoke to our kind.”

“It is hard to keep friends with the winds, when the waves fight them so.”

“This is true. Come now, we have a trip to make.”

As the Queen and her Advisor head off to the nearby islands to find their feathered allies, a dark blackness spreads into their waters. It’s tendrils seek new victims, for it is forever hungry. It feeds of the source of life, in that of each victim. It sometimes slowly toys with it’s food, taking over bits and pieces of their systems, before pulling every last spark it can. Sometimes it can’t wait, and just quickly attacks, riddling their bodies with growths, each one making it more able to collect the power of that life so much faster. It has a name, but this world does not know it, it’s denizens so bright and pure. Such feast it will have, for they have not the knowledge to stop it.

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An Original/Continuing story by Helena Stringer – With “chapters” being uncovered over the course of Fantasy Faire 2016

Read the First Part HERE

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Swim with Me – The Start of the Journey

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Far out in the ocean depths came the call, which was echoed far and wide. When it reached the ears of Riletta, she felt compelled to find it’s source.

She was a fast swimmer, her merline having some of the largest fins on their tails. She traveled far, but as the waters became murkier, and the bio-luminescent creatures started to come out of hiding, she knew she needed to find a place to rest.

She came upon a friendly blue whale, not too far out of adolescence, but old enough to have been run off by the females of his former pod.

“Tala, fellow creature of the waves,” said the Blue Whale in his melodic singsong voice.

“Alo, my cousin, how goes the currents in your place of rest?”

“Oh, they are fairly calm, if you have need to stop. If it pleases you, you may join me during the dark time. Just climb up on my fin. It is shallow here, I can surface for breath, without disturbing you much.”

“That is perfect. I will join you, for I have traveled far this bright time.”

“I traveled through the bright time myself, following a strange call. I did not know what creature could have made something ripple through the waters like that. We whales have somewhat of the same ability, but the feeling of it, it felt so far. It also felt important.”

“I too follow the call. I was tasked by my brethren to find out what it could be. I have asked many along the way, this bright time, and all but the sharks seem compelled to find the source. No one seems to know what it is.”

“The sharks will come soon enough, they will have to. They must follow their dinner. I will keep you safe for the dark time. Come the bright, you must be careful. There are so few of your kind left in our waters. Don’t become a tasty snack!”

“I wasn’t planning on it, but it is good advice, the sharks wont be the only thing to have to start following those who follow the call. There are bigger things out there, that lurk in the depths. You must be careful too. I have heard tales of things that would find even one as large as yourself a tasty morsel.”

“Ah, you flatter me, with this talk of largeness. I am at least large enough to make a good bed and dark time guardian.  Come here now, and rest.”

Helena Stringer - Fantasy Faire 2016 - Swim with Me - The Start of the Journey - 2So Riletta took one last look into the dark, taking comfort in the glow of the creatures just starting their wakeful journeys. Do even they, the small ones, hear the call?

It was something else she would have to find out. Her mother would want to know all she could possibly know.  Stroking the crystal encrusted sell attached to her belt, knowing she will have to report some sort of finding back to her mother with it the next bright, she settled in on the pectoral fins of her new friend.

Long into the dark, some shades darker from when her slumber started, the call drifts out again, flowing over every creature of the waters, even those better left untouched.

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An Original/Continuing story by Helena Stringer – With “chapters” being uncovered over the course of Fantasy Faire 2016

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Fanci’s Deep Open Week

SWF Open WeekSafe Waters Foundation, one of our returning Faire-sponsors, is having an Open Week starting today. There’s a submarine tour that covers thirteen sims on its way that you can use to travel, click here to get to the beginning of the tour. If you become interested in becoming a mer, you can visit the Safe Waters Foundation Headquarters. If you’re already one, you might want to go shopping in Fanci’s Deep Mer Mall. Here’s the invitation in more detail from Grace Wrigglesworth, CEO and Founder of Safe Waters Foundation:

Tala! (That means hello in Mer Language).

The Safe Waters Foundation is having a lovely, week-long event, From April 5-11, 2015. We are seeking interest from parties, who like ourselves, want to save and preserve Second Life Waterways for all SL sea life and others with SL sea interests. So much of it is being housed over and taken away by other entities who do not see or understand the purpose or importance of Second Life Waterways. Therefore, it is up to us to awaken or renew this interest.

In the attempt to do so, we invite everyone to participate in our week-long event. We want people to see who we are, as well as where and how we live in SL. We believe that if we do this, that people will visit us often; or may even join us as part of our friendly-not-so-little-group. There are many Mermaids, Mermen, and other deep sea creatures who live and exist Under The Second-Life Seas, and we are hoping to expand on this, and to help save our Second Life world as we know it.

So join us for a day, a week, a year, or for the rest of your Second Life. Everyone is welcome. We have many officers and other members who can answer your questions or who can help you find the answers if they don’t have them right at the moment you are asking for them.

While this event is about us in some ways, it’s also about you as we provide you with your Second Life Underwater Entertainment. So come along for the ride, and for other things. But most of all enjoy! Below is listed a video for you to view at your leisure. 

http://treet.tv/shows/designingworlds/episodes/fancis-deep

Grace Wrigglesworth
CEO and Founder of Safe Waters Foundation

Duchess and Irina Reporting from Fairelands, Day 3

Faery Court
Fairelands calling, Fairelands calling! Today there’s to be a concert of Keeba Tammas and her band, The Tiny Maniacs, and we’re both huuuuuge fans of Ms Tammas, so we don’t want to miss this. We start to prepare already in the afternoon in our small inn room at the Faery Court. We pick an outfit, find matching shoes, apply cosmetics, comb our hair neatly, yet when the look is ready we’re not satisfied, so we start over – five times. When we finally deem ourselves presentable in our mermaid tails, we swim across the lake towards Heavenslough and walk the rest of way, only to find our entry barred by a man twice as tall as me and wider than the double doors of the Mayor Hall.

“Sorry, ladies, you’re late. We’re full.” The man speaks to us.
“But… but … We’re reporters, surely we’re in the VIP list!?” I cry out pleadingly, and state our names and the newspaper we represent.
The man looks over a book beside him and then shakes his head. “Sorry, ladies, you’re not on the list.”
“Bah, there’s gotta be something you can do?!” The annoyance and fury in Duchess’ voice is clearly audible.
“No, ma’am. The sheriffs are watching ever so vigilantly and if I were to let you in, they’d surely call off the concert and arrest everyone. What do you think would happen if the audience was to find out it was because of you two?”
Duchess and I look at each other, both imagining the outcome of us being locked up in a cell with an angry mob, and neither of us finds the result very appealing.

“There’s gotta be a way to sneak in….” Duchess murmurs at me when we’re out of the bouncer’s hearing-range. “Let’s walk until we’re out of his vision and then try to get in through all those bushes. Good thing we’re at the Fantasy Faire, I don’t think mer-folk can walk this easily on land elsewhere.” She chuckles a bit, keenly studying our surrounds for a hidden entry.

Luckily for us, we do find the perfect, mermaid-sized gap amongst the vegetation. We begin to crawl through carefully, trying to avoid breaking our costumes. However, the moment our hands touch the earth of Heavenslough, we see a pair of small boots before us. We lift our gazes slowly and there’s a sheriff standing right there, dangling two pairs of handcuffs in her tiny hands. “Now, now, ladies. You have two options. Crawl back where you came from, or spend the night in a cell… And no, running is not an option. This place is crawling with sheriffs and two mermaids are rather easy to spot.”

Defeated, we return to the Faery Court, where we decide to chill out at the dock, have a cocktail, two, or three while observing the people, and of course give grades to the handsome male-folk who pass us.

Photography by Duchess Flux
Text by Irina Strazytski

DUCHESS:

MERMAID: Tahitian Pearl by Mer-chandise Cove ~ Available at Fantasy Faire at The Faery Court
CROWN: Sumiana Crown {spring} by aisling ~ Available at Fantasy Faire at Hopes Horizon
NAILPOLISH: Pixiedust Gold by Bliensen + MaiTai ~ Available at Fantasy Faire at The Faery Court
ARMBAND: Gilgalad Armband by Bliensen + MaiTai ~ Available at Fantasy Faire at The Faery Court
REMAINING ITEMS: Please see complete details at Duchess’s Blog Threads and Tuneage

IRINA:

OUTFIT: Mermaid Treasures Boutique – Loving Salacia Mermaid @ The Faery Court
JEWELRY: AZE Designs – RFL Fluted Scallop Nekky & Tiara @ Asperatus
SCALES TATTOO: Even Tide – Mer Scales Bold (purple) @ Blackwater Glenn
NAIL POLISH: Bliensen + Maitai – Mermaid (Slink hands required) @ The Faery Court
REMAINING ITEMS: Please see complete details at Irina’s Blog, Dark Chest of Wonders

Sumiana