Only when he walked to the very end did he realize that someone actually lived there.
Shell furniture, and a table made of something unknown.
On it were placed various items that looked very mysterious.
In front of that table, surprisingly, stood a Man-eating Mermaid.
Its tail was light silver, but the color was very dim.
Pale and disheveled hair, covered in wrinkles, it appeared to be quite old.
The Mermaid heard some noises, opened its eyes, with deep green eyes identical to Donna's.
"Rare."
The voice was aged, but it sounded pleasant.
Donna swam up to the elderly mermaid
"Wizard"
He spoke, not exactly respectfully, but still it was rare to hear such mildness and humility from him.
The Wizard nodded and spoke out,
"What's the matter?"
Donna was the last of their Man-eating Mermaids.
The two had lived together in this area for hundreds of years.
Donna rarely appeared, but generally when he did appear, it meant he had a favor to ask.
Donna curled a slight smile
