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The Sea Dragon and the Singing Tides
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Date Posted: 18:09:14 03/30/01 Fri
Waves slowly build up against the shore, but not stormy, untidy waves. Cool, well-measured waves wash against the shore, foaming ever so slightly. The sea-foam begins to grow, until most the whole sea by the shores is alive with the green-white foam. Beneath the water it begins to bubble and something begins to surface. First its nostrils surface, then its head. A brilliant green-blue-teal. Until a final wave crashes against the shore and the sea and there he is. The Sea Dragon.

The Sea Dragon looks around him with an air of self-importance and haughtiness. He looks down on the area around him from 'over his snout.' He looks over his shoulder behind him to the merwoman who half exposes herself from the sea.

The Singing Tides looks up at the Sea Dragon, the haughtiness and arrogance unpresent in her. "My Lord, I and my people will support you in your every measure. Be sure of that," her voice sings forth with a quiet yet commanding tone. "But be catious. Your cousins grow strong, as have you."
The Sea Dragon looks back to Ae'liter from the Singing Tides. "I am ever cautious and ever strong. My cousins have grown strong, I know, and perhaps stronger than I. But I am unafraid and I have something they do not. I have my Jewel, the Singing Tides besides me."
The whispy merwoman looks solomnly at the Sea Dragon, then dives underwater.
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