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Solice had clung to the back of the large yacht ever since it had set sail from the main land. Her tail gently gliding along with the currents its great bow created. Camouflaged with the soothing foam and bubbles the ships threw up to the surface of the sea she was sure her “hitch hike” had gone unnoticed. As they drifted she watched the dark waters beneath her swirl and lighten as the great reef made it presence known. For a moment a sly thought crept into her mind; ‘what if they don’t stop?’

In her years of travelling Solice had met few accidents, but the few she had witnessed had been horrific, unruly sailors too proud to admit defeat and driving their great wooded casts into solid reef, their glistening treasure sinking to the abyss so that she could gathered and hoard them for herself. Once a small dingy had been shaken to pieces by a thundering storm. Solice had watched mesmerized as the crew drifted into the darkness, their arms still reaching towards the light. Solice felt a cool chill creep up her spine; she didn’t want this to happen again.

As the waters became warmer and the sea life began to cluster around the alien presence, schools of fighting fish and singing seabirds, the yacht slowed its speed. Solice moved her head beneath the waves and took in the surroundings, the sinking island. A place she had visited many a time, but never had she seen a ship move so close so meaningfully. Solice removed her grasp and moved about the boat just as a soft Kayak was flung into the waves. As by instinct she dove deep into the waters but lurked just beneath, her white hair rippling about her as her curiosity rose. As the kayak cut through the waves, Solice swum silently beneath it in its long shadow, Every now and then when it seemed the waves began to bully it too close to the rocks, she would move up and carefully push it away with one hand, guiding it secretly to safety.

Soon the waters were so shallow and clear Solice could no longer conceal herself beneath the kayak, convinced the sailor was safe she gave one firm thrust with her long shimmering albino tail and darted into the echoing reef before her. As she did, she teasingly let her tail skim the surface of the water, reflecting the golden sunlight on its pearly scales. Then as she disappeared into the deep, the only sign of her was the small mesh of burning red hair on the crown of her head, and then, just as a phantom her ghostly shape melted into the bubbles.