The Legend Of The Coral Cave

Larissa opened her eyes slowly. Her brow furrowed because at this moment there was no light in sight, her hand trying to reach up to something around her. And all she found were glass and then her eyes looking up and she could see the light from the calm water.  The beautiful woman moved her tail slowly, trying to reach the up bottom with one of her hands. Unfortunately, she couldn't move because a chain held her tail. She was still trying to remove the object, but failed. A drop of tears trickled down her cheeks and instantly turned into pearls.  "Lake ...I'm scared," she whispered quietly. Her weak body forced her to fall to the bottom of the water. Larissa cried there, sitting on her back against her tail, "Help me, Lake." Her memories were spinning a while ago.

Larissa shrieked loudly, and she cried again. Someone suddenly lifted her up and dragged her by force. She felt the pain in her abdomen, like it was being torn apart by something. Alferd sits in Lake's stomach, with a rock on both hands. The stone is huge and has uneven texture. He starts to raise his hand high, then he smashes off Lake's face with the rock, "You killed your own brother." Lake screamed in agony amidst his dying condition. For some reason he was still alive, when it was clear that the bullet had penetrated his heart and the blood was a flow from his head and from his heart. Alferd went back up there to lift the stone, and again hit Lake's handsome face from the side, "And this is for you. You deserve to be killed twice, and you deserve to be tortured!"

That meeting, sometimes can have an unexpected meaning. Like memories, or residual memories of a previous life. Not many believe in life having another life before. It was strange, but this was an unavoidable destiny. Humans do have a chance to change destiny, but only one thing matters. Would someone be able to change his destiny, or not? When a person's previous life has bad luck, all they can do is hope for a better life, without them knowing they should be able to change everything they want to change. A beautiful woman with shoulder-length black hair walked down the steps of her home one by one. Dressed in casual attire, she makes her way to a quiet dining table, just as she had felt earlier. Her eyes gazed at the painting, which was between the kitchen dividers and the living room. She gave a small smile. 

Today is the last day of lake vacation. He was having lunch with the large family of Atkinston, in the inn they had rented for two days.  "I still want to be here," said Aleda Atkinston, who was the third child of the family and the only daughter there. "Why? We should immediately return to London," reject the mother, Beatrix Atkinston. "It comforts me here, ma'am. It was a magnificent sight, in contrast with bustling London each day," Aleda replied. "I have to go back to London tonight, you know," father said, Alferd Atkinston. "Your father was right, Aleda. Your brother Lake should be going back too 'cause he worked as a cop over there," said Beatrix

Larissa swam in the ocean, and she waved to some of her friends who were also playing around the reef. This time, she was going fast because she had to chase something. The tail moves at great speed, with its hands rhythmic to the fluttering of its tail.  Her head bulged to the surface, staring at the deserted beach at night. Soon it swims back to the shore, and it ledges toward the cavern it frequades. Her hands moved to pick up a cloth that he had made into a dress, and covered the upper part of her chest to the top of her tail. She rubbed her tail against the sand of the beach to make it dry out, and as it did Larissa was transformed into a human. And she immediately got up, running as fast as she could to visit an inn near the beach. Even though he knew, the beach was hideous at night, but she didn't give up.&