Micro-fiction, short comics, mixed media and whatever else strikes. Embarking on the quest to produce something every day for the next year, including a 100-word story every day. Photos and art by me, unless otherwise stated.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Damned hipster mermaids.
Fresh-water mermaids were not as beautiful, by most human's standards, as their more exotic salt water cousins. The humans wanted brightly-colored hair and glistening fins. But the fresh-water tribes were far more subtile than that. They blended with the earthy tones at the water's edges and were far too good at hiding. It was why they had not been nearly destroyed by the fishing industry. It was why their culture, though muddy, thrived. It's why their art and music was revered inland, even if humans didn't realize what it was. It's why you've never heard of them
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