Category: Diary of Descent (Short Fiction)

I can’t speak about what I saw in the water. She forbade me. I must obey. I have no choice. I am ‘merstruck’ – completely beholden and devoted . My life is in her hands now. When she claims me completely, when there is nothing left of me, when she has lain my empty shell on the seabed, this will be the only record of what happened to me.