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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