Letter from the Mermaid Prince

.I asked her if she could turn me into a human so I could go to the prince.I want him to fall in love with me and be with me forever.But the grandmother said no, she said that the human life is too short, but the mermaid has an endless life, if I am with the prince, the happy time will be very short, and the rest will be only my endless life , this is too cruel for me.

Grandma also said that human life is short because they have immortal souls.When they fall in love with another person, when he puts all his thoughts and love on the other person, under the guidance of the priest, his soul will be transferred to the other person, while his own soul will not diminish. off.In this way they share an eternal soul.

This is really wonderful, isn't it, how much I want to have an immortal soul with someone.

Lastly, you said you also like shells in the shape of snowflakes, right?What a coincidence!But what to do, the only one has been given to the prince by me.And you know, it's just... really embarrassing if you go back and ask for it.But I still have a shell, I can't tell what shape it is.The seagull told me that's what a human heart looks like, and it's what humans use to express their gratitude.I thought it was interesting and bookmarked it.Could you please accept this if you don't mind?

This time, the sea slug will deliver my message.

Sincerely Asa

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(with reply from Clarence)

clarence to asa

have read.

Like, shells, snowflakes.

The author has something to say: "Only when he puts all his thoughts and love on you; At that time, his soul will be transferred to you, and you will get a share of human happiness. He will give you a soul, and at the same time his own soul will remain undiminished." Original text, about The setting of "Soul" has been changed.

Seventh letter

Dear Mr. Clarence:

I feel very unhappy and I don't know if I should tell you why.But after thinking about it, the only person I can tell you is you.

Please take it as my third secret with you.

Yesterday, I went to sneak peek at Prince as usual, but saw something that made me very sad.

I brushed aside the tangled bosilisk weeds, and when I poked my head out of the water, the prince was sitting on the beach, his black hair glistening in the golden sunlight, and the sailor was sitting beside him.The prince was busy with something with his head down, his fingers were dancing nimbly, like the long legs of a spider crab.From time to time he looked up and smiled at the sailor.His smile is so gentle, like the warm seabed refracted in the sun.I kept my eyes on the prince, which would make me think he was smiling at me, until he held up what was finally finished—a necklace, made from shells I had given him.

I was very happy at the time. The prince actually valued my gift so much. Does this mean that my heart has been recognized? I wondered with anticipation.But what the prince did next made my mood plummet—he hung the necklace around the sailor's neck.He actually hung that necklace around the sailor's neck!

Why should he do this?Why pass on the gift I gave him to someone else?Doesn't he know that's my intention?Countless questions swirled around in my mind, causing my head to experience a sudden storm, which almost cracked due to overwhelm.

I found it unbearable, and I didn't want to see the ecstatic smile on the sailor's face, which struck me as ironic.Sadly, I could only turn around and leave in frustration.

On the way back, the little catfish saw that I was in a bad mood and formed a circle to cheer me up.They kept changing shapes: sometimes it was the moon, sometimes it was a tornado, and after a while, they took the shape of a stingray.If it was the past, I would definitely laugh happily, but at that time, I was really sad and couldn't pretend to be happy.

I am very grateful for their actions.Maybe in a few days, when I get up, I can make up for this faux pas by thanking them solemnly.

Make it here today.I think I should take a good rest, what do you think?

Depressed Asa

The author has something to say:

Eighth letter

Dear Mr. Clarence:

Today I experienced the most heart-wrenching thing in the world, and my heart almost burst into bubbles.

I lost my prince.

Why would I go to peek at the prince?It was a really stupid decision.If I hadn't peeked at him back then, wouldn't I have the pain I'm in now.

The prince kissed the sailor, right before my eyes.On the beach, in the sunshine of the day, they embraced each other intimately and exchanged one sweet kiss after another.Only then did I realize that they were in this relationship.

In fact, when the prince gave the necklace to the sailor, I should have realized that their relationship was unusual.But I was so dull that I didn't notice it at all.How stupid of me!So stupid that even dead coral would cry for me!No wonder I lost my prince.I think there will never be any mermaid in this ocean who can surpass me in stupidity.

If I had souls, they must now be scattered like fragments of coral to the depths of the ocean.

Forgive me, I may not be able to write to you these days.Perhaps the ball will also be postponed (you see, I am such a stupid and cowardly mermaid, I am ashamed of myself that I can't keep what I promised you).

Perhaps losing the prince is the punishment of the Sea God.

Painful Asa

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Ninth letter

Dear Mr. Clarence:

Sorry for not replying to you for so many days.I also really want to reply to you as soon as possible, but I am really powerless. The loss of the prince has made me so depressed that I can't cheer up anything.

For the last few days, I've indulged myself in my bedroom on a coral bed, tossing and turning about sailors and princes.I covered the amber windows with seaweed, and extinguished the blue flames in the shells that illuminated me, so that the room was as dark as the volcanoes at the bottom of the sea.This makes me feel extraordinarily safe, as if I am a pearl hidden in an oyster, firmly protected in the depths, and nothing can hurt me.

But in the final analysis, these are still false self-deceptions. Even if I keep telling myself that it’s okay, the sadness in my heart will still come faintly.I stared at the dark sea, and the prince's smile couldn't help appearing in my mind, so dazzling that it seemed to light up the whole room.It's just that this smile reminded me cruelly again: I lost my prince.

I thought with dismay that maybe I would never find someone with whom I could share my soul.

My sisters were bewildered and alarmed at my unusual reaction, and they did not know what had happened (I only told you about the prince).In order to cheer me up, they came to my window in turn and sang cheerful songs without stopping for a day.By the end, even the grandmother was alarmed.

As a wise mermaid, my grandmother had already guessed the reason why I was so disappointed.She came to my room.Grandma didn't say anything, she just hugged me tightly and kissed my forehead tenderly.In the darkness, I feel the love hidden in the kiss, which makes me extremely ashamed.I'm really an immature mermaid, because of my childish behavior, I messed up everyone's life.

I think I should get over the grief of losing the prince, what do you think?

And there's another thing, I'm embarrassed to say it... well... You see, now that I'm over my grief, you can stop giving gifts too.

I really didn't expect that you would kindly send me so many gifts during the days when I stayed behind closed doors.To be honest, the moment I went out, I was really shocked by the mountainous scene outside the door.If it wasn't for my sisters explaining the situation in my ear, I would have thought it was a submarine storm.There were so many of them that even the windows on the roof were tightly covered.

I walked around them in amazement, and found all my favorites, even the ones mentioned only once (you must be the sweetest merman in the sea).Where did you get so many shells of different shapes?They are so beautiful, even in the shape of a clownfish (I showed them, and the clownfish were so happy that their tails were wagging)!Oh, and the oysters, there were so many of them, there was an almost constant flow towards me.I don't think I can finish it, and maybe give it to the nearby fish again.Did you sing the song in the conch?Oh my god, it's really... I can't describe the beauty, it's even more moving than the singing of a nightingale!You can be a singer!

Mr. Clarence, you are such a gentle mermaid, everything you do makes me feel the warmth of the sun.If possible, I would really like to express my thanks in person.

The dolphins are scrambling to deliver letters for me, and they miss you very much (whispering to tell you, in fact, they miss your food even more).

Looking forward to your reply.

Impressed Asa

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