The Sea Calls…


Arriving at the beach, she reflected on her life. She smiled as a wave lapped up at her toes as she sat in the wet sand on the edge of the water, thinking about her husband. They had been married 27 years before his death just over a year ago. Now, their son sat on the throne, their daughter had married and lived far away, and she… she was left with memories. Memories and her beach.

She brushed her long, once red, hair out of her face as she heard her name whispered on the incoming wind. Looking around, the only thing she could see were the kingdom’s banners waving in the wind on the precipice thirty feet above.

Again, the whisper came, this time in the rolling of the waves. Staring out into the blue waters, she strained to see something in the sea. Yet, nothing. Another wave lapped again at her feet, and something inside of her felt a pull from the water. She listened again, harder until she finally heard the voice of her father calling her by name.

“Ariel, come home.”


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R. Todd

MFA from the Queens University of Charlotte ('21), BA in English from the University of Central Florida ('17), Group leader for the Florida Writers Association since 2019, member of AWP and ACES.

15 thoughts on “The Sea Calls…”

  1. A lovely take on the prompt! It’s nice to think that Ariel finally returns to the sea – as long as she doesn’t die and turn to sea-foam when doing so, as in the old story…

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