Alexia clutched the life line the mirror offered. Damn it, this was supposed to work. Her father's last words echoed through her tired brain.
"Never trust the sea witch."
She blinked back tears and through the haze it happened. Her skin burned as the tattoos appeared on her back and her legs fused together and formed the tail she needed. Lungs burning with the need for oxygen she would only find in the sea, she saw the struggling ship in the distance.
The ship her love would die on if she didn't manage to get there.
Her life for his.
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Till next week, folks.