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| The Little Mermaid Statue in Denmark |
She was just over two-hundred years into her service as a
Daughter of the Air. She was so close to
earning her eternal soul that she could almost taste it, though her senses
didn’t work the way they had before and she had little reason now to actually
taste things. Being ethereal was
indescribable; it felt like being light as a feather yet having the weight of
the world on your shoulders at the same time.
She had watched over her prince during his lifetime. He lived his life convinced that his bride
was the maiden who saved him from that shipwreck all those years ago. She had come to terms with that long, long
ago. In fact, she had come to appreciate
his wife. She took care of the prince
and loved him dearly. Both of them had
mourned her when she had faded into the sea foam and appeared to die. As she watched over the prince over the
years, she came to realized that he had really cared for her during her short
time on earth, despite the fact that things did not work out how she had hoped. She still loved him, even though the prince
had died long ago, but now she had come to realize that things had worked out
for the best. If she had married the
prince like she originally wished, she never would have done all the good that
she had achieved during her time as a Daughter of the Air.
Her father and sisters were still alive and thankfully
happy. There were many, many children in
the family now. It made her smile to
think of her father as a grandfather. Though
the normal lifespan of a mermaid was three hundred years, her family had packed
as much love and memories into their time as possible. Whenever it was possible, she tried to do as
many good deeds around them as she could.
It was nice to just be around them, even if they were not aware of her
presence. Unfortunately, her grandmother
had passed, fading into the sea foam.
Each year, though, her family celebrated her life.
It was amazing to think that this incredible journey started
so long ago on her fifteenth birthday, on her first journey to the
surface. She never could have imagined
that her birthday would spark the search for love and ultimately the search for
her soul.
Arthur's Note:
I partially chose to write about this story because I loved the Disney version so much as a child. Now as an adult, I fought the original story so interesting. I had heard that the ending of the original was really sad and depressing. When I read it, though, I found it more hopeful than anything. When writing my story, I wanted to really capture that. So, I wrote it in the future, after she died and became a Daughter of the Air and had her reflect on her time on earth.
Fairy Tales and Stories by Hans Christian Andersen, translated by H. P. Paull (1872).
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