I was wrapped up in a merman’s tail.

2.   Afore mentioned merman was taking me somewhere.

3.   I could now breathe underwater (since when could I do that!?)

4.   I was obviously crazy.

So it was with great relief when I out.

The first thing I was aware of was the pain exploding in my aching chest. It hurt to breathe! I in breath after ragged breath. I choked and immediately there was a soft hand massaging  the back of my neck. When my coughing fit subsided, I felt a little bit better. I glanced over to see who had been so kind as to help me and was surprised to see a young girl-maybe 12-13 yrs. old. She smiled shyly at me.

“Thanks,” was all I could manage.

“It’s nothing,” the girl blushed.

I took in my surroundings. I was in a beautiful, white room. Cream curtains and netting hung around a soft circular bed I was sitting in. The emerald and ruby-red pillows were downy and the grey-blue covers were light, fluid, and warm. Drawers and a closet with a full-length mirror decorated one side of the room. The other side where a wall should be, was a window shaped like a dome-or part of a gigantic bubble. It reminded me of the Gungun City from Star Wars.

What I saw outside the window made me catch my breath. Outside was not just the ocean, but an underwater city! Greens, blues, pinks, reds, blacks, whites-so many colors, so many buildings (or what can only be described as buildings). Schools of fish swam lazily by, and merpeople swimming everywhere! Frantically I turned back to the young girl.

“Where am I?” I asked my voice unusually high, “What’s going on?”

The girl held out her hands in a calming gesture. I took a few deep breaths before she answered, “My name is Coral,” she smiled; I didn’t smile back.

“We’re at Atlantis and you almost drowned, and were saved by our prince and will soon be our princess!” she gushed.

There were many things I could’ve said to all that, but the one thing I found myself saying, was, “Why don’t you have a tail?”

Coral grinned as she explained, “Water Demons can morph int