Nineve raised her face to the sunset, enjoying the last warmth.
The sea lapped around the rocky out crop she sat upon, calling her back beneath the waves where she belonged.
Nineve looked down at her fishy tail, glittering multi-coloured scales and wondered what it would be like to have legs.
(Inspired by; https://only100words.xyz/2020/02/20/three-line-tales-week-212/ with thanks).
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