Merfolk were much more powerful than Naida could have imagined. With their powers over the ocean, their powerful tails able to transport them miles in a few minutes with the strong swimming it supplied, and their bond to the person they were created for was utterly unbreakable.
Life had been going great so far, but she still wanted to find a way to get back home.
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Naida was currently sitting in the lounge, chatting with Shark. They had answered so many questions for her, the least she could do was return the favor.
"What was it like living up there, on the surface? We glimpsed above the waves now and again, but we can't hold our breath long enough to do anything more than look." Shark asked.
"Well for starters, it's a whole lot drier." Naida chuckled. "The sky is like the horizon of the water, but a softer blue. There are many more people, it's not as empty, and the climate is less regulated and solid." She said, not really knowing what to say. Sure, there was a huge difference between living on land and under the sea, but it was hard to explain to someone who had never left the ocean.
"How do you travel up there? I don't know how fast legs are, but they don't seem to work well with swimming." He asked.
"Yeah, humans are pretty fast, but compared to other animals, or merfolk, we're really slow." She admitted. "We've invented many different modes of travel that carry us farther, faster.
Mako swam into the room holding two large clams, the thing they used to hold the food so it didn't float off their dish. "Hey you two, lunch is ready." He said, smiling. He looked at Naida and his smile widened. "Do you need anything from your house, like, the one on land?"
"Um, yeah, I guess, but how would I ever get it? You guys said I can't go on land without you." Naida asked, confused. "And you guys obviously can't go on land by yourselves."

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The Ocean's Song (pt. 1) (Going through edits)
FantasyFor years, no, her whole life, Naida Muriel has been attracted to the sea. It's rhythmic tide, soothing waves, powerful potential, and the way it seemed to sing to her when she was alone. All of her friends claimed they heard no singing, whether the...