The Sea Nymph

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a piece that I wrote for a flash fiction class I took. It is a retelling of the Swedish "The Sea Nymph" fairytale.

Submitted: September 25, 2011

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The Sea Nymph

 

I fish for them. They come swimming through the crowd. Standing alone in a bar, I’m the bait that lures them. The smart ones, they dart away, sensing that I’m danger, that I’m the shark of the room.

But I know he’ll arrive. He saunters in, diving into my net. He doesn’t realize how I pull him in, smirking as he slips off his golden ring. One night of pearly pleasure and he’s the lobster in the trap. Within a few weeks, his goldfish brain thinks he’s out of the tank, escaped from captivity to a big blue expanse.

They begin to notice he’s present but not there. Excuses: late nights working, or a long business trip, and he drifts closer to me until I’ve dragged him down into the deep.

 A current carries him from me, back to the tank, back to the first. Two pink lines, and my knot has come undone. I throw him a lifesaver, offering an escape.  He lets it float away.

Some years later, he’s back at the bar, worse off than before. He’s too late. I’ve already cast and reeled in my next prey.


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