Of Oysters, Pearls and Magic - Part IV: Sea Wrath, plus Part V.

At first there was a slow subtle roar, as if it was coming from the distance. The roar soon gathered strength and I could feel the floor beneath my feet tremble. The winds seemed to have died down, only replaced by this sound. Then –
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Looking For Her: A Journey

I am the daughter of oyster-divers and pearl-gatherers. I am the descendent of travelers from old Terra Firma, the ancient Earth the women of the village speak so proudly of. I am the daughter of a line of women who risk their lives to dive for the oysters, the rough-shelled bivalves that sustain us and give us beautiful pearls.

I am the daughter of the sea and a curler of light. I stand between two worlds, both real and rich. Within me, the peridot of the sea and light magic dance like helix strands. Mirra-Mirra-Mirra.

In my hands I hold the piercing oyster shells and they bite into my skin.

Through my hands I direct light and it fills my body, my soul like the golden sun.
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Part I: Daughter Of The Sea.
Part II: Mirra.
Part III: Wrath.

Note: This ends the prologue of Of Oysters, Pearls And Magic. If you like this story to continue, please comment/give feedback/say yes. ;)