The Search For The Little Mermaid
I didn't know what happened. One minute I was out at sea sailing with no aim. A storm stomping his way. Thunder clapping with the cold rain pouring down so heavily. I lost control of my boat, blacking out after I was hit by a barrel. Next thing I know, I was on the shore with no sight of my boat. But what caught my attention was the most beautiful girl I ever seen. Luscious velvet hair paired with piercing turquoise eyes, her pale skin went perfectly with the rosy cheeks and ruby lips. I have never seen such beauty in my life. I must know this girl. Careful I got up and walked to her. I might have startled her causing her to disappear. "I will find you my beauty as long as I, Prince Eric, live." My search for my queen started and everyday I hoped to see her again.
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