The Black Cliff
Dipping the shell-bowl into the spring, the little mermaid brought it to the man's mouth, and he took a tiny sip, then another, on the third his eyelashes trembled.
The man turned out to have deep-set eyes – brown, like the belly of a pagurus[2], broad shoulders, long arms with thin wrists. Sharp knees with bulging calves were visible from under short knickers. It was the first time Nocté had seen a man so close. Interest overshadowed disgust for the stranger. The little mermaid stretched out her hand to him, wanting to run her webbed fingers over his lips, but the man jerked, warily watching her movements.
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