20- Butterfly signs

If you value your singing


But mermaids are not just fish women. They are something more than that. -Anything else? Yryhnna frowned, confused. What do you mean? -Is it because of Seila? Aphrodite asked, managing to show concern at least for once. Do you know anything else? "No," said Theodor. Where is the mythology section? -Mythology? -Yryhnna repeated, but he was already walking away from the counter.

"Yes, I'm looking for books on Greek mythology," Theodor explained. "In the back corner, past the children's book section," Yryhnna said, motioning to the other side of the library. -Brilliant. -Her smile widened and, before she could ask him anything else, he had already launched himself towards where she had pointed him.

"Theodor," Yryhnna said as she stood, but he walked past her and disappeared between the shelves. Aphrodite, can you cover the reception for me? I'm going to see what he's up to. "Oh, yes, of course," said Aphrodite. She sounded as confused as Yryhnna felt. If it's about Seila, take all the time you need. Although I don't understand what mythology has to do with her escape... "Neither do I," Yryhnna murmured, and she followed Theodor to the back of the library. When she found it she was already leafing through a copy of Ovid's Metamorphoses in the mythology section. As she walked towards him, she tried to remember what she had read about mermaids, but the pieces didn't quite fit. -Do you think they are mermaids? -Yryhnna asked, skeptical. -Yeah. -Theodor nodded without looking up from the book. -I don't know what to tell you, Theodor. That makes no sense. -Think about it. He raised his head to look at her. Do you remember the song? Mermaids are known for their song. Not to mention the fishtail thing. But the Syrens do not have the power to erase memory like the song of Seila, a true siren, does.
"It's true," Yryhnna admitted. But what about the bird-shaped monster? -It's also a thing about mermaids. She-he turned several pages of the book, searching desperately. A moment later she smiled again and offered him the book. See it yourself. -That? -Yryhnna asked, and Theodor pointed out a passage of the text. Out loud, she began to read: "Being descendants of Theodor Triton, king of Oceania, the mystical mermaids have higher and more alchemical gifts of magic, they could easily ascend to the level of a magician" -Do you see it? -Theodor said, almost happily.
"You may not remember, but Rossy's face wasn't so pretty when she turned into a bird," Yryhnna pointed out. "It's obvious that reality isn't exactly like that," Theodor said, trying not to let her dissuade him. Some books say there are only two types of mermaids, while others claim there are up to four. Some describe them as fish women, and others as birds. Neither is entirely correct, but perhaps that is because they can change shape at will. Yryhnna narrowed her eyes thoughtfully. -What do you mean? -Perhaps Ovid saw them as birds. -Theodor pointed to the book that Yryhnna had in her hands-. But others saw them as fish women. Girls can change shape, as you have already seen. The only thing everyone mentions is his song. And we know for a fact that they sing. Yryhnna bit her lip as she gazed at the book she held in her hands. What Theodor said made sense. Or she would have had it, assuming she had any of it. "This is mythology, Theodor," Yryhnna said, shaking her head, and she returned the book to him. None of this is real. He growled. -Oh, come on, Yryhnna. You've seen the same things I have. This is real, and you know it. -Good. -Yryhnna crossed her arms-. Let's say you're right. What we saw... were mermaids. But is Seila one of them? How did she become a mermaid? -Don't know. Many of the things I have read are contradictory. Theodor pointed to the bookshelf next to him. I've been up all night researching the internet, and I've come here hoping that, perhaps, paper books could make things clearer. -Let's see, to begin with, how did mermaids become mermaids? -Yryhnna asked.
-From what I have found, it seems that they disturbed one of the gods. Theodor turned away from Yryhnna to focus his attention on the books. He ran his fingers along the spines as he traced a title. -What are you looking for? -Yryhnna asked, and she approached him to help him. -I read a fragment of a book on the internet. I think it was called... Egyptian mythology and Mermaids, or something like that. -Here. Yryhnna reached over him and grabbed a worn copy from the top shelf. Additionally, she picked up an encyclopedia of Greek mythology, and from there she began checking out any book that might contain information about mermaids, including one called Mythology for Dummies. She was handing the books to Theodor to stack them. As soon as he got a small pile, he sat on the floor, right between the two shelves, and spread out.
And this is more important, don't you think? Yryhnna used to take her job very seriously, but Aphrodite was right. And Yryhnna had a terrible suspicion that if they wanted to help Seila, they had better do it soon. Or else it would be too late.
But when Yryhnna returned home after the workday she felt better than she had felt since the night Seila left. She was calmer knowing that her father Theodor and Aphrodite supported her, even if Aphrodite was not part of her family, she would always be a great help. Yryhnna was not alone, and that made saving Seila seem easier. That feeling of hope evaporated the moment Yryhnna walked through the front door and saw her father. Mathias was standing in the middle of the living room. It looked like he had walked into the room, then he had forgotten where he was going or what for, and he had just stood there. That morning he hadn't shaved, he had bags under his eyes and his skin was ashen. "Hello, dad," Yryhnna said as she closed the garage door without making a sound. He looked up from her and looked at her with just the shadow of a smile on her lips. -Hello darling. -Have you finally not gone to work today? -Yryhnna asked him. When she had left for work that morning, he was still at home, although Yryhnna had held out hope that she would go to work.
Not only was he the sole breadwinner for the family, but her health insurance helped support Yryhnna and Seila's mother at her residence. "I thought I was coming home," Mathias said. His normally warm voice sounded hoarse with exhaustion and sadness. -Have you eaten today? -Yryhnna asked as she walked with her father towards the kitchen-. I can prepare something for you. "I'm not hungry," said Mathias. -Lets go dad. I'll prepare something for you. Yryhnna walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. She brought out cold cuts and mayonnaise, and by the time she started to make him a sandwich, Mathias had already come in too and sat at the table. -Have you heard anything about her? -she asked. -No. Yryhnna spread mayonnaise on the bread and avoided looking at him as she spoke. You know that if she was like that, she would have told you. "The thing is, I don't understand why she had to run away," he said, her frustration, now evident, taking over him. She wanted to do so many things...she was even dating Theodor. Why would she leave? I know she was mad at me...-she wasn't mad at you, Yryhnna reassured him. She put the sandwich on a plate and placed it in front of her father, whom she had not yet looked in the face. You know that you were not to blame for this. -But do not have sense! -Mathias insisted. Today I called his swimming coach and he told me that his times lately were incredible. She worked so hard to get it... Why would she ruin it all by running away with those stupid girls? -He's sixteen years old, dad. -Yryhnna went to the sink to start rinsing the few dishes that had accumulated, just to have something to do. Teenagers are unpredictable.



The world will listen to you


There were almost no cars on the road. It was a completely open stretch of highway,
without lights or homes. The car window was down, and Seila could smell the ocean, which was nearby.
The moon was shining above them, and the broken lines of the road were beginning to blur.
Careful! Daniel said out loud. The car suddenly went to the side, and Seila's eyes shot open. He had his hand on the wheel, guiding it so they wouldn't go off the road.
The truth is that Seila did not usually travel by car, and any animal she saw on the road made her be alert, but she was especially attentive to look for a werewolf on her side, or on the side of the Sirens that could give her signs of where. his sister Mia was there.
- It was just a ferret, it's ferret season, they usually run on the roads at this time of night - Daniel explained shaking his head with a mischievous smile, Seila looked at him sweetly.
- What's happening? Edgar asked, in a panicked voice, from the back seat. All good?
- Yes, Seila is stopping the journey at every moment, making sure that an Owl or another mythological animal approaches us with a message - Daniel said, with his hand still on the steering wheel.
"I'm fine," Seila repeated, "she's fully awake now." She had been on the verge of causing an accident.
-The truth is that mythological animals do exist, especially friends of the Mermaids and I am sure that they could send us a message if one of them approaches us - She said confidently.
- No, you're falling asleep at the wheel, Edgar said.
- If you need to rest. Stop. I can drive. - He wasn't exactly demanding it, but the tone used was forceful, and Seila was too tired to argue with him. Besides, he was right. And she didn't know