Divine Academy
Miles stops lowering me when the water reaches my chest, his hands holding me up by my armpits as he watches me, making sure I haven't changed my mind.
I give him a silent nod to let him know it's okay, and when he lets go and the ocean's waters fully cover me, the vibrations on my skin stop; instead, I can hear the voices of the sea. A mother dolphin is singing to her newborn baby, a school of fish warns a different school of the fishing boat up ahead, and then there are the sirens singing to me, calling me home. Singing a melody of how the prince has returned without his princess and how their hearts ache, wondering why I don't love the water as I do the surface. I want to call out and res