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Mermaid in Love Vladimir Yelin Chapter 16. Sudden Inspection A silence hung across the hall, The Elder paused, still lost in thought. All waited, tense, against the wall— Their focus fixed, their voices caught. The artist rose to ask his part, But then a siren screamed outside. A booming voice made pulses start— “Prepare inspection,” it replied. “All hands report! Deploy the ramp! Lower gangway to the sea! Our patrol will scan your camp— Prepare for full security!” But in that moment, sleek and fast, The ship transformed into a yacht. Its sails unfurled, the flag held fast— The crew stood sharp in navy knots. A stern official called for code— The yacht replied with phrase exact. The fog concealed their shadowed load— The patrol receded, leaving no tract. They watched it all on crystal glass, Displayed upon a viewing screen. The artist whispered, stunned at last: “Did Earth just miss what they have seen?” His thoughts then turned to deeper things— Why had he been chosen here? “If I hold Atlantean wings… What future path should I steer?” The captain caught the thoughts mid-flight, And calmly said: “It’s time to shift. We move at once, beyond this night— To share the truth, and let it lift.”
Mermaid in Love Vladimir Yelin Chapter 16. Sudden Inspection A silence hung across the hall, The Elder paused, still lost in thought. All waited, tense, against the wall— Their focus fixed, their voices caught. The artist rose to ask his part, But then a siren screamed outside. A booming voice made pulses start— “Prepare inspection,” it replied. “All hands report! Deploy the ramp! Lower gangway to the sea! Our patrol will scan your camp— Prepare for full security!” But in that moment, sleek and fast, The ship transformed into a yacht. Its sails unfurled, the flag held fast— The crew stood sharp in navy knots. A stern official called for code— The yacht replied with phrase exact. The fog concealed their shadowed load— The patrol receded, leaving no tract. They watched it all on crystal glass, Displayed upon a viewing screen. The artist whispered, stunned at last: “Did Earth just miss what they have seen?” His thoughts then turned to deeper things— Why had he been chosen here? “If I hold Atlantean wings… What future path should I steer?” The captain caught the thoughts mid-flight, And calmly said: “It’s time to shift. We move at once, beyond this night— To share the truth, and let it lift.”