The Romance of a Mermaid (Light the Dark and Suspect)
The sun was rising from the ocean when Aveline gasped and sputtered to the surface of the water. Rivulets of saltwater streamed down her hair and into her face, stinging her eyes as she blinked to get her bearings. Land. She was near land. With a cough, she awkwardly splashed towards the rocky beach, thankful that she had surfaced so close to the shore.
She crawled up on the beach and collapsed, shivering from the chill of the air. It was nothing like this the last time she had been to the surface - but then, the sun had been shining high in the sky. It had felt so lovely on her tail... Aveline flinched, letting out a soft keen of pain. She had no tail anymore. In its place were two legs, like those the land-dwellers had.
If you enjoy the surface so much, there you shall live!
Shivering again, the sea air cold upon her body, Aveline closed her eyes. She hadn't wanted to come to the surface, not like this. She had been interested in the land-dwellers. But she had never wanted to become one! She liked her life in the sea. Yet, here she was, cold, alone, with nothing but herself and a wet scrap of canvas wrapped around her. She coughed again, clearing seawater from her lungs. Her new body was not made for swimming.
Waves crashed onto the shore, and she let out a sigh. She would have to try and get up. But not yet. She was too tired. So very tired, and cold. Aveline dozed off as the sun rose higher in the sky, bathing the former mermaid in its warm, golden light.