Flotsam and Jetsam

Friday has come at last! And you know what that means: Friday Fictioneers! As always, many thanks to our fearless leader, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Her prompts have given me yet another reason to love Fridays! As I was writing this week’s story, I got a little carried away and ended up writing a bit more than one hundred words. Arista has quite the attitude, so I may end up treating you to the longer version at a later date. But for now, enjoy!

the boat and miss liberty
Copyright by Jan Wayne Fields.

Flotsam and JETSAM

The harbor water was murky, full of the filth from boats and the city just off shore. Arista hated swimming there. Humans were disgraceful, no matter what her sister Arianna said.

Still, she pressed onwards to the shore of the green lady, where Arianna would be waiting for her.

A whimper escaped her as the transformation started; her tail split in two, scales receded, teeth rounded and became dull, and her skin lost its greenish hue. She coughed and sputtered in the morning air, the smell of the sea almost breaking her resolve. Her trials as a human had begun.


13 thoughts on “Flotsam and Jetsam

      1. When it’s finished, of course. But the professor will have to be patient, since Miss Tiffany is already working on finishing Huck’s story, as well as writing out Ava’s (Sanctuary) story.

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