Edit: This started out as sharing an idea for a potential Legacy, but this thread has become a place where I keep my rotational stories together. The challenge I created will be a significant part of ...
The day was overcast, and Dylan waded into the sea. As one of the Saphire Princes and the Spirit of the Sea, it was his responsibility to look after the sea and ensure it remained in its pristine state. Mua Pel'Am was sacred to all merfolk, and it was even more important that he carried out his responsibilities for the sake of all merfolk.
His first task was to survey the sea floor. It was an easy task for someone that could breathe underwater. Him and his shimmering blue tail disappeared beneath the waves as he dove underwater.
Next, he swam to the shallower reefs to survey them. His powerful tail allowed him to leap out of the water. For humans, a mist would hide his true form, and no matter how hard they might try, they would never be able to see his true form clearly unless they were awoken to the existence of merfolk.
Dylan often wondered why more merfolk couldn't swim underwater around the reefs. It's not like snorkeling was the only form of swimming. Of course, he would never be caught using a snorkel, a very taboo subject among merfolk. Still, whenever he did survey the reefs, he enjoyed kicking his fluke slowly as he swam around the coral and fish.
As a merman, he didn't need to surface. He could just swim slowly around the coral. Using his arms and hands, he could control his movement in the water.
"There are changes happening in Henford-on-Bagley. I might have to manipulate time again. The Pink Tail Prince is going to need help soon. There's a storm coming."
"And I thought we were just starting to have some fun." Dylan replied. "Well, if that's what it takes to help him out. Let's just enjoy our time while we have it."
"I'll be bending the fabric of time to make sure things work out. I can't imagine will have to worry about how we spend our time. But, yes, we'll have plenty of time to have a bit of fun before then."
"Must be nice to be the Spirit of the Sky. Wish I could control the time," Dylan said.
"As the Spirit of the Sea, you can resurrect the dead as merfolk... That has to be way better than what I can do. All I'm doing is manipulating time by manipulating the seasons..."
Dylan got lost in his brother's lecture and blanked out for a moment. Dylan was a Creative Genius, not the same kind of Genius his brother was.
"And that's how changing the season with a weather machine influences time." Zeph finished.
Extra:
Here's Mortimer Goth's Replacement when it comes to beach strolls with a book. lol
