Since she was a child she'd heard tales of mermaids and sea people, water horses and water bulls that enticed unwary travelers. Nuckelavee. Glastig. Were these creatures even now lying in wait to snatch the boat as it bounced on the waves? In consternation, she expressed her fears to Darach, the fisherman whose boat was taking her to Argyll. “Dunna worry, Brianna. Water horses and water bulls live in the lochs and rivers, no’ in the sea. I’ve been a fisherman since a boy and I’ve encountered nary a one.” Darach puffed out his chest with pride as if to say it was fear of his prowess that kept them away. “Though I wouldna mind meeting up wi’ a mermaid.” Crossing herself, Brianna looked over her shoulder from time to time. Though the fisherman assured her there were none around the boat, she watched the waves warily for any sign of such a beastie nonetheless. Fear only added to the misery she already felt. The unpleasant creatures were not her only reservation.
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