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Mermaid in Love Vladimir Yelin Chapter 20. The Underwater Base The dining hall beneath the sea Was lit in shimmering silver hues. The windows looked where fish swam free, And kelp swayed softly in the blues. The glowing menu lit the air— A gallery of fine cuisine. He touched a dish with gentle care, And watched it float with graceful sheen. A scent so rich, so deep, so new Awoke his hunger like a flame. Exotic, warm, with ocean dew— A taste that Isis knew would claim. He thought, “But is this meal legit?” She laughed, “It’s pure, organic, clean. Our world is real—each bite of it— And all you eat is safe, serene.” He bowed in thanks, his hunger eased, Then made his way to meet the guide— The Elder stood near suits, all teased With gleaming seams from side to side. “Come closer,” said the man, composed, “Place your hand on the glowing mark. Let stillness be your only pose— The suit will read your inner spark.” “I’ll scan your code—your mind, your bone— And bind this suit to thought and will. With it, you’ll talk to sea alone— Commanding depths with strength and skill.” “You’ll ride the currents like a shark, No storm will shake your inner flow. You’ll hear the silence past the dark, And vanish where no boat could go.” He stepped inside the suit’s tight form— It wrapped his frame like scaled design. He sent a thought—a silent storm— And felt it pulse down every line.
Mermaid in Love Vladimir Yelin Chapter 20. The Underwater Base The dining hall beneath the sea Was lit in shimmering silver hues. The windows looked where fish swam free, And kelp swayed softly in the blues. The glowing menu lit the air— A gallery of fine cuisine. He touched a dish with gentle care, And watched it float with graceful sheen. A scent so rich, so deep, so new Awoke his hunger like a flame. Exotic, warm, with ocean dew— A taste that Isis knew would claim. He thought, “But is this meal legit?” She laughed, “It’s pure, organic, clean. Our world is real—each bite of it— And all you eat is safe, serene.” He bowed in thanks, his hunger eased, Then made his way to meet the guide— The Elder stood near suits, all teased With gleaming seams from side to side. “Come closer,” said the man, composed, “Place your hand on the glowing mark. Let stillness be your only pose— The suit will read your inner spark.” “I’ll scan your code—your mind, your bone— And bind this suit to thought and will. With it, you’ll talk to sea alone— Commanding depths with strength and skill.” “You’ll ride the currents like a shark, No storm will shake your inner flow. You’ll hear the silence past the dark, And vanish where no boat could go.” He stepped inside the suit’s tight form— It wrapped his frame like scaled design. He sent a thought—a silent storm— And felt it pulse down every line.