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Musical Mermish Madness

Book By: Skye Bagshaw
Childrens stories


"It is a short story that I would classify as a musical; it contains mythological creatures in it which gives it a different dimension." "The love is so vividly portrayed that I think it is compelling.". Hope you enjoy it.


Submitted:Nov 5, 2011    Reads: 19    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


Chapter one, Vialto

Only today have I really considered the future. My future. Scary. Yet it seems like I should have thought about it earlier. Every other mermaid has. The mermen are all being casual about it. Typical.
Living in such a wide, forever expanding area can fool you into thinking that you can expand time too. It is not so. If only I had managed to find a way out of Piuses Palace' many towns and villages then I could help myself. Have time to think.
But that isn't so. Constantly I am surrounded my magical creatures that I delude myself I can change time. Wrong. Magic like that was banned by the Mermish Squad 402 years ago. A pity.
However if I was around, "the others,"- the ones above ground- I could think straight. But this is also banned. Merpeople cannot communicate or be seen ever by "the others,". Never.

Being a "lone," mermaid- both my parents deceased- and being overage for the mermish shelter means that I don't have parents/ carers to help me decide what I want to do. What I want to be. My friends are still deciding what they want to do too. Never have I had a merman friend as I am not the recommended mermish courting age. I'm alone.
The great thing about being mermish is that we have a source of music within that can be released when we are under emotional stress. This music is always moving despite the lyrics as we have a good tune. Ever better is that lone mermish can release that music unheard (no one is around to hear).

"Once every day
I ask myself, where did everyone go?
Did they disappear, or go to a land I don't know?
I'm alone

Missing what I never had,
How is that possible?
I miss the feel of a hug,
I miss the feel of love,
I miss someone being there,
I'm alone

Yet I still wish you'll come to me
And be my lasting love whenever
But this is not to be
Any I've got a future I am not allowed to see,
I'm alone

Missing what I never had,
How is that possible?
I miss the feel of a hug,
I miss the feel of love,
I miss someone being there,
I'm alone

All day is a dream,
I dream you'll come to me
And care for me forever,
But nobody comes,
I'm alone

If nothing comes I wish for hints of the future,
But no answers to me
So I never learn what is meant to be,
My life is left unlived and untasted,
But nobody is there to share it with me,
I'm alone,".

I stop. Someone is behind me. I can feel it and it makes me feel unnerved. I turn to see who this trespasser is. I gasp. Paletto! What?

Chapter two, Paletto

I've scared her. Do something? (My head says it like a question) What? Just help. Help her. Easier said than done. Honestly I'm trouble. Dad was right. I should have stayed indoors. But then I would have been smothered by his leadership. I hate that.
My Dad is Pius, named after all the other leaders of Piuses Palace. He isn't modest about his power. He's quite frightening. That's why I decided to go out of the palace and swim like the mermish should.
Only I stumbled upon a mermaid who was singing sensationally. When she caught a glimpse of me she became scared.
What should I do?

Chapter three, Vialto

At the sight of Paletto (Piuses son) my insides changed. Shock overwhelms me. But also I get this weird frantic fluttering feeling.
When I look up I see Palettos' blond hair (all of his ancestors have been blond haired) aimed in my direction and his warm blue eyes that should be icy concentrating on me.

Words don't escape my lips. It is like I am frozen yet active at the same time. Inside every bit of me is moving. Outside I was still like my insides have felt for so long. I wished to feel something. Being emotionless was a curse to me, never did I feel like a true mermish. But now I feel something. Everything. Not a kaleidoscope of colours, a kaleidoscope of emotions.
His eyes are drowning me. His presence is overwhelming me. His head is concentrating on me and grabbing me at the same time.
Magical. Marvellous magic
cursing through my veins. There isn't blood. There is a hot substance melting me inside so I am powerless and yet it is so marvellous that I feel powerful.

"Are you ok?" Paletto croaks as if he's finding speaking seriously tricky.
"I'm ok. I'm fantastic," I answer slowly somehow speaking also is a huge effort.
"Me too. I feel... I don't know," Paletto informs me quietly.
"I don't know what to say," I say louder and more confidently. Slowly I am feeling more comfortable.
"Me neither, I'm speechless," Paletto agrees.
"Speechless, surely not?" I ask shocked.
" Why not?" Paletto asked curiously.
"Because you're confident. You go up in front of thousands and represent yourself," I explain.
"That's not who I am," Paletto answers.
"Who are you then?" I ask; concentrating so I don't miss a word.
"I'm not the cocky and confident person you may think I am," Paletto answers seriously.

"Then why do you act like that?" I ask; surprised at how comfortable I now feel around him; like I've known him for years.

"Because... you wouldn't understand," Paletto says furiously.


His face seems troubled. He seems troubled.
"Paletto?" I ask.
No answer.

Chapter four, Paletto

It's building inside of me. I feel it. I can't hide. Not at all. She'll see.

"There's nothing more inside me
Than frustration that wasn't there before,
I want to set you straight
So you'll know the score,
But it never happens like that

Questions, plaging me every day,
No matter what I do they'll find a way
To jeopardise what I've worked so hard for,
Answers will be demanded from me
And I will have to relent,
Somehow my secrets will be poured out
And remain ever present

I wished, I hoped, I dreamed
That somehow we would skate over the subject
And talk in peace and harmorny
But this wasn't to be,
So now I have to reveal the understated
That holds so much in my life,

Questions, plauging me every day,
No matter what I do they'll find a way
To jeopardise what I've worked so hard for,
Answers will be demanded from me
And I will have to relent,
Somehow my secrets will be poured out
And remain ever present

Oh I want to set you straight
So you'll know the score,
I want to reveal what I've never said before,
But this won't leave you wanting more
Oh, it never happens like that

Questions, plaging me every day,
No matter what I do they'll find a way
To jeopardise what I've worked so hard for,
Answers will be demanded from me
And I will have to relent,
Somehow my secrets will be poured out
And remain ever present

No matter what I do they'll find a way
To jeopardise what I've worked so hard for,
Answers will be demanded from me
And I will have to relent
Somehow my secrets will be poured out
And remain ever present,."

No. It was worse than I thought. My voice was stronger and and louder than ever. Unlike her great soulful mermish sound. Unlike any other mermish sound. Unlike anything.


Chapter five, Vialto

Wow. He's incredible. Why is he looking ashamed? He's unique. Utterly unique. Never have I come across something so powerful and heart melting. I'll tell him this. I have to.
"You're amazing," I say.
"Huh?" he asks, turning to face me completely.
"Your voice is amazing. You're incredible," I compliment.
"Er... thank you. I thought my voice was shameful and embarrasing," Paletto mumbles.
"Why?" I ask.
"Because... I always thought so. I never dared to let anyone hear," Paletto admits.
"Well if they had they would have told you how great it is," I answer.
"Thank you. What is your name?" Paletto asks quickly.
"Vialto. Why?" I say.
"Because I think today was a... sign or something. I don't know. Well... I think that there's something special between us," Paletto says slowly his cheeks burning scarlet.
"I do too," I answer.
"Where do you live?" Paletto asks.
"I'm a lone mermish," I answer.
"Oh. I should have known from your song. That was beautiful," Paletto answers quickly.
"You're just saying that," I say.
"No, I mean it," Paletto answers in a definite tone.
"Do you mind that I'm a lone?" I ask.
"Sort of, because...," Paletto starts.
"Typical," I say.
"What?" Paletto asks.
"You're like every other hierarchy figure. You think that I'm not as worthy as other creatures that have homes," I say tearfully.
"No, don't sing it," Paletto jokes. That is used to insinniate that you're over reacting.
"Don't you dare..." I start.
"No, I dare. You didn't let me finish. I mind you being a lone only because it would make it hard for us to meet up in future. Otherwise I don't mind," Paletto informs me.
"I'm so so so sorry," I say.
"One day I'll prove that I'm not like "every other hierarchy figure," Paletto says seriously.
"Oh, Paletto. I'm sorry," I say.
Inside I feel coldness sweep over me. Guilt. I feel it so strong that I feel a...
"Someday I'll learn not to jump to conclusions,
Never to jump to conclusions,
But this is hard me ,
Because my life has been lived by me
At a distance,
Never have I fully had the say
To do things my own way
Without being judged and changed by an outsider

Distrust comes down on me
Faster than any weather,
This you see, is because I've been let down before
More times than I can count,
But still I wish there is hope for me
And I and trust will live together

Yet when I ask for help
I get left alone
To live my life without anyone to care for me,
No one to add feeling to my heart
That has been unused forever,
This shouldn't be but it is
Especially for me

Distrust comes down on me
Faster than any weather
This you see, is because I've been let down before
More times than I can count,
But still I wish there is hope for me
And I and trust will live together

Today was different from any other
Almost completely,
You made me feel special
Completely,
Today was good and strong
And would have been good and long
If I hadn't changed it

Distrust comes down on me
Faster than any weather
This you see, is because I've been let down before
More times than I can count,
But still I wish there is hope for me
And I and trust will live together,".

It shows how I feel. Is it enough.

Chapter six, Paletto
Weird. That song sounded so differently than the first. It's as if she was a different person. It was strong but soft and still very soulful. I can't describe it. It was different She was different.
She's looking at me expectantly.
"I forgive you," I say truthfully.
"Really?" she asks hopefully.
"Sure. During your song you changed in some way like...," I start.
"A mermish mutation?" she asks.
"What's that?" I ask curiously.
"It's where you think of something so much that it changes you," she answers simply.
"What were you thinking of?" I ask.
"My past. You. My future. You. Myself. You," she answers.
"Oh, right," I say uncomfortably, not knowing whether I should be worried.
"You were the best thing I was thinking of," she says.
"Why?" I ask.
"Because you make me the happiest," she says simply.
"Thank you..." I start.

But the water is moving quickly which is a signal sent from the merman Marioch to say that evening is falling.
"I've got to go," I say quickly.
"Sure. I'll miss you," she says.
"I'll come back. Tommorrow," I say.
I depart, wishing I didn't have to and wondering where all the time went.

Chapter seven, Vialto
How insensitive: "I have to go," ? Didn't he realise how that'd offend me? I have nowhere and everywhere to go. Nowhere in the sense that I don't have any place with loved one. Everywhere because I'm free to go where I like. But he's lucky. Lucky to have a place. Lucky that it's nice and comfortable. Lucky he's got family.
Stop it. You're ruining it. Honestly. Why do I have to put a dampener on such a good memory. Perhaps it's because I feel alive. It is like I've been born again. Now I have lots of clashing feelings inside of me.
But am I ready? These feelings seem too big and mature for myself. Like my memories. Miserable memories.
No. No. No. Don't think of the past. Think of the present. Think of the future. Think about goodness.

Chapter eight, Paletto
Oh no. The water is swaying swiftly. The late evening warning. That means I won't make it home in time.
Knowing that I will be late anyway makes me want to slow down. The crime has been done (in my Dad's eyes lateness is a crime0 and can not be changed.
Slowly I swim. All this extra time I have allows me to think of Vialto. Her voice. Her reactions. Her.
In my mind an image of her is framed. Beautiful, she is. Her hair is a dark black and is full of mystery, her eyes a gorgeous green that reminds me of many sparkling special gems. I could continue. Everything about her is beautiful. I'm not shallow. Beauty isn't the only thing I look for. What I look for is everything that is in Vialto. She's special. I'll have to keep her close.
*
I've arrived. Finally. I thought it'd take all night. But I'm here. The palace is ahead of me with...
Oh no. My Dad is in front of the palace and he's livid. His blond/ white hair is sticking up like he's been running his hands through it, his blue eyes are icy ad hard and his face is wrinkly.

"Paletto, come here now," Dad orders.
"Ok," I answer trying to sound brave as I move forwards.
"Where have you been?" Dad asks.
"Out," I answer vaguely.
"Out when I told you to stay inside?" Dad asks.
"What does it matter?" I ask.
"It does. It's not appropriate to answer a question with a question. Tell me where you were. Now," Dad screeches shrilly.
"Calm down," I say.
"You will not tell me what to do. I'm your father. What I do is law," Dad says.
"For everyone else. I'm of age and I have power to stop you telling me what to do," I say.
"Little power over the power of me. Answer my question," Dad demands.
"I was swimming in a place I don't know," I say vaguely.
"That's not all, is it?" Dad asks.
"No, but I don't have to tell you more. I'm not a book that you can open and read," I say defiantly.
"There are ways I can find out. Tell me before I have to use them," Dad threatens.
"I was with a mermaid," I say.
"What was her name?" Dad demands.
"Vialto," I say in a dreamy tone.
"Oh, I know her. She's a lone," Dad says dismissively.
"What does that matter?" I ask, disgusted at how judgemental he is.
"She's always been a lone. Her Dad Varlo died before she was given birth to and her Mum Vilto died shortly after she gave birth so she never got to name her. It was I who had to name her so I called her Vialto as a tribute to both of them," Dad says.
"I still don't get what your problem is. Lots of mermish are born with no parents," I say.
"She didn't do her parents proud. She didn't honour her name. She didn't leave the mermish shelter until she was overage," Dad explains.
"I don't understand," I say. Dad always does this, he makes me feel stupid just because I don't know the runnings of Pius Palace. I've been kept in the dark.
"The mermish shelter is there for mermish with no parents or the mermish with unsuitable or busy mermish parents. There are some mermish who can't conceive so they go to the mermish shelter to find the young mermish suitable for them. Vialto was never considered or chosen. Never. Imagine how bad she must be if thousands of desperate mermish didn't want her," Dad explains.
"She is not good enough for you and I will not let you see her," Dad informs me.
"But we shared something..." I start.
"All she wants to share is your title and wealth," Dad says harshly.
"No, she's not like that," I argue.
"Yes she is. She'll use you and then dispose of you once she's got what she wants. You'll not see her," Dad says.
"You can't stop me," I say.
"Paletto you have to stop thinking that you can disobey me. Yes you are of age so you can appeal what I order you to do and yes you are the next ruler but my power is rarely ruled against and appeals take time whilst I can stop you seeing her instantly," Dad says quietly.
"How?" I ask, disbelievingly.
"By having you guarded in your room. Trepton grab him now," Dad yells.

Suddenly ugly brown creatures that look like a mixture of a tree and a crocodile come to me, snapping their long mouths in warning when I try to swim away. There teeth look snake- like and vicious. As they come closer a stench like never before overwhelms me and I'm falling falling falling to sleep...
Chapter nine, Vialto
I'm so excited. Tomorrow I will see Paletto. Oh, how much I'm looking forward to that. Oh, how much I miss him now is inexplainable. It's like he's come in and is the light needed to extinguish my dreary darkness.
"Never before have I felt this way
About anyone, anything, any substance,
I can feel in my veins
The blood rushing faster
And I'm hoping that this will be my happily ever after

My head is throbbing with all of my thoughts,
My hopes, my dreams, my passions
Are all overloading my system
But I will wait for the refreshing feeling
I know I'll get from him

I'm loving him loving me,
Together we shall be in harmony,
It might sound rash
But this is the feeling I've heard of before,
Oh, the feeling of love

Never before could I dream of this,
I always thought my existence would be lonely

And sad whilst everyone else had something
Oh, had something special
So I'll wait how long it takes
Until tomorrow comes
Just so I can be with him
Just so I can have my happily ever after."
Chapter ten, Paletto
I feel so weak. My eyes are so stff that I instinctively close them. Then I remember. Ugly magical creatures dragged me to my room and I fell asleep. A deep sleep. Vialto filled my dream, we were having a mermish wedding and then we were alone in a mermish carriage made of shells.
It was so... refreshing. But hang on, I'm supposed to meet her. Will I bet late? I've got to check the time.
*
Oh no. My magical guard wasn't there anymore so I swam down the large marble staircase to go to the special one of a kind clock in our drawing room. But my Dad appeared out of nowhere and smiled at me gleefully.
"That's her sorted out," he informed me.
"No, I could still meet her," I argued.
"No, she's a lone and they travel often and you've been unconcious for a week," Dad says happily.
"But how was I asleep so long?" I asked.
"My magic," Dad says proudly.
"You sick, twisted old fool," I said.
Quickly I swam out of the palace and Dad didn't bother to shout me back because he knew Vialto wouldn't be there anymore. She wasn't. But I'm staying here at the moment in the hope that she'll come back. If only I hadn't gone to the palace. If only she had waited for me. If only. If only. If only.
"If only I could go back in time
I would create a bubble of protection
Around her and myself,
So that nobody, nobody, nobody would get between us,
If only
If only I could go back in time
I would show her clearly how I feel
About her,
Never would she be able to doubt my love
And leave me.
If only
If only I could go back in time
I would not let my Dad get between her
And me,
We would live without his demands and orders
And with our love,
If only
If only I co




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