The Devil's Mermaid, digital art by Kurt Williams, used with permission

Daisy swam through the coral reef, pausing to pet an affectionate anemone and a sleepy squid before continuing on to her friend’s houseboat. She couldn’t get her mind off of Brandy’s tears. She seemed all too willing to allow the same man to break her heart over and over again.

Tears never solved anything. The sea captain was immune to salt water, even coming from the woman he supposedly loved. Daisy had spent unknown nights consoling Brandy, lecturing the frustratingly naive young woman that, although she was a fine girl and would make a good wife, her lover would never marry her. His life, his love, and his lady were the sea.

Approaching from deep beneath the waves, Daisy was surprised to see a yacht anchored right next to Brandy’s humble home.

A very expensive yacht.

Silently, Daisy raised her head above the water. She heard Brandy’s distinctive giggle… and another voice she thought she recognized.


The giggle turned into a laugh. It was a spontaneous, happy laugh, and it was coming from the yacht. Burly porters were carrying Brandy’s few humble belongings onto the larger boat.

If the rumors were true, the owner of the larger boat was about to embark on a year long tour of Europe.

For a moment, Brandy leaned over the rail and Daisy waved to her friend. But Brandy wasn’t paying any attention at all; she turned her back to the railing as the owner of the yacht joined her at the railing…

…and caught her in a searing kiss.

The lovers were backlit by the full moon, and their embrace left no doubt in Daisy’s mind regarding the nature of their relationship.

Well done, Brandy. Well done. May the sea and your new love heal your heart.

This excerpt was written in response to the Write On Edgeprompt:

“The cure for anything is salt water….sweat, tears or the sea.”
~ Isak Dinesen, pseudonym of Baroness Karen von Blixen-Finecke

For your Creative Non-Fiction tell us about the last time that one of these three things “cured” you. If you are going with Fiction, have your character resolve a problem using one of the three (or all three!!!). There are so many ways you can use this prompt so be creative with it, don’t take us where we think you’ll go.

Word Limit is 300.

I started writing my Steampunk Mermaid story months ago. Although I have the plot in my head, it wasn’t sufficiently Steampunk enough and I decided to read more of the genre before attempting to write it. This little story resolves a sub-plot, but leaves enough mystery that the reader will still be surprised!

In case you couldn’t tell from that incredibly cheesy line, or by the name “Brandy,” the inspiration for this story is the song “Brandy, You’re a Fine Girl” by the band Looking Glass. Who knew that the Red Hot Chili Peppers did a remake?


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