The ancient mermaid slowly moved her arthritic tail through the warm water until she came upon the base of the volcanic island. She broke through the surface and she could see Merlin’s castle peaking through the hills. Magikal Island. Now she had to find the Phoenix that would lead her to Tail’s End Lagoon.
She could see a water fowl diving for fish, but no other birds. Suddenly, a brilliant light took form in front of her and a most colourful bird appeared. The Phoenix. “This way,” he said. The ancient mermaid slowly followed him as he patiently hovered above her, leading her toward the island.
He led her through a tree-covered secluded area and into a brilliant blue lagoon. “Godspeed,” he said and then disappeared. The ancient mermaid swam into Tail’s End Lagoon, the lagoon where old merfolk go to die. She closed her eyes and floated comfortably. Soon the soothing effervescence of the water lulled her to sleep and she disappeared, leaving a trail of bubbles where she once existed.
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