Coralia
The seaweed and kelp that I lay in the midst of gently sway to and fro in the underwater current. The movement of the underwater foliage is captivating and soothing. Soon, I begin to feel my eyes grow heavy as the movement of the stalks begins to lull me to sleep. I yawn and stretch, taking a moment to admire the way the light from the surface world makes the scales of my tail shimmer. The scales shift colors from a brilliant blue to a cool, calming lilac, and the delicate membrane of my fin shimmers a soft silver hue. It's as I'm admiring my own beauty that a dark shadow crosses over the ocean floor. The various sea creatures that were freely swimming take refuge, hiding from the large black mass. I turn my face upwards and arch an eyebrow. I'm annoyed and somewhat curious as to what could be the source of the shadow. I notice the underbelly of a large ship. A mischievous look crosses my face, and an impish grin tugs at my lips; where there's a boat, there's sailors. I push off of th
About Coralia
The seaweed and kelp that I lay in the midst of gently sway to and fro in the underwater current. The movement of the underwater foliage is captivating and soothing. Soon, I begin to feel my eyes grow heavy as the movement of the stalks begins to lull me to sleep. I yawn and stretch, taking a moment to admire the way the light from the surface w...Read more