He leaned back against his rolled up sleeping back, using it as a pillow. The warm air required no blankets or covers, and he stretched out, watching the diamonds in the sky. The shredded notebook had ceased to be interesting, and the whole area was tranquil and serene. Ah, Diane Fossey, eat your heart out, he smiled broadly. The warm body that snuggled against his side stretched out, fins extending in sleepy shivers. A small pointed nose pressed against his rib cage, and snuffles puffed across his chest.
He squeezed his lover a little closer, stretching out his toes until his knees popped. His smile got wider, until his face started to hurt at the unfamiliar sensation. Then he laughed out loud, the sound echoing down the beach, turning a few curious heads. His belly was full, his lover was by his side. He’d turned his back on his life’s work, leaving science and exploration and his quest for the truth behind, and he was happier than he could ever remember being in his life. Even when he finally closed his eyes the echo of his joy seemed to resonate, caught on balmy breezes and pushed back from the waves of the ocean, coming back to him again in his sleep.
FIN
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MORE FISH STUFF!
The next couple of piscaphilia stories were unsolicited sequels written by a couple of very wonderful people! To say that these stories made my year would be understating it! I hope you enjoy these lovely little snippets from my friends.
Fish Fucked Fabulous by Maria
I'm Dreaming of a Mer Christmas by Jane Symons
The Further Adventures of a Fish Called Krycek
And check out the web page created by Maria
Poetry
Here's a tribute I wrote in honor of 'A Fish Called Krycek'. I haven't tried to write a Shakespearean sonnet since high school English classes! I hope you like it! Raonaid
Underwater Love,
A Sonnet
By Raonaid
And when on moonlit nights I see him rise,
Creature of myth, from out the deep blue sea,
I think myself deceived by lover's eyes,
That this beautiful creature calls for me.
And yet 'tis true. His eyes alight on mine -
Pure love and devotion shine from their depths -
And whisper I, "My soul, dear one, is thine."
Joy bursts my heart as this soul he accepts.
And then he holds me cradled in his arms,
As off we sail over the ocean deep.
Our sweet watery love causes no alarms,
Only tears, that True Love makes lovers weep.
Merely human, I curse my body frail.
O to be as my lover - with a tail !
At the risk of making you sick of poetry <g>, here's another ditty I scribbled out, a play on the Alice in Wonderland poem by Lewis Carroll:
How doth the studly merman
Improve his shining tail?
By holding fast his human
As through the waves they sail.
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