Occulus the Sea Monster has a dirty green color which matches the polluted colours of the seas. On his back are one thousand bristly spikes. He only has one eye with two pupils that constantly turn around in circles and permit Occulus to make people fall asleep.

Because he lives in cold weather and therefore cold seas, he has another way to defend himself. He can swallow whole glaciers that get into his way and then throw them back at his enemies who perish under the sheer blow of air that gushes towards them. And if it is a ship that is in its way, it turns into an ship shaped glacier.

Tentacles spring from all sides; from his hips and from his arms, between his scales and his suckers which also throw jets of poison on his opponent on a range of two thousand kilometers.

He can, of course, swim (he is the fastest swimming sea monster), but also fly. He must be careful when he flies so as not to use up too much of his flying energy because he cannot stay in the air for more than one hour, which tires him out. Do you wish to know how I found this out?

Well I’ll tell you.

It all started when I was on a little row boat, not far away from my ship, the Marina, which was calmly sailing North. I had happened to look up, when I saw it. A horrible and terrible monster, waiting, high up there. I tried to warn my crew; I shouted, I yelled warnings, I even screamed! But by the time they realized, it was too late. It was coming down, faster than anything I had ever seen. It went from one thousand feet, to five hundred to ten, to five to one… and to none. He plunged down and sunk the Marina.

Jimmy, who was on the mast of the ship, was the least fortunate; Occulus swooped him up with his huge vampire like teeth when the ship wasn’t completely under yet, and then tore him to shreds. Stains of blood garnished his viscous skin after having devoured him. I will never forget Jimmy or anyone who had accompanied me on that fatal journey…

In a time that was yesterday and eternally present, there lived a prince who had been silent for as long as anyone could remember. His mother the Queen was heartbroken at her son’s muteness and the King heartbroken at his wife’s grief. So it was that on the Prince’s eighteenth birthday, they issued a proclamation saying that any man or woman who could make the Prince speak would receive the richest reward in the kingdom. However, the penalty for those who failed would be instant death.

Many brave men and women tried to make the young Prince speak. And as many were beheaded. The King and Queen had all but given up their quest when, from the woods nearby, came one last adventurer…”-Nicky Singer, Feather Boy

 

I decided that I would carry on this fairy tale because I thought it was pretty good:

 

It was a small and graceful person in a cape. This stranger approached the castle bounds and searched for an entrance. It met a knight and asked him where to find King Joseph and his wife Queen Mary. The knight showed the stranger the way and continued. So the caped person walked to the castle gates and knocked. A guard asked their identity, and then let them in.

They went through a parting corridor which led to the King and Queen’s court. It was a big, marble room that stood on one-hundred columns.

The strange visitor looked around curiously, particularly intrigued with a bronze statue which seemed to be motioning towards some high chairs. So the stranger looked up and saw their Majesties sitting on their thrones.


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