Rosetta Stone and Mythical Creatures

I was lucky enough to be in Target when they had a sale on Rosetta Stone. I was able to get all 5 levels in French for only a little over $100! I feel I can finally learn French! 

In other news, Scott and I went on a date at the museum. They had a members only event for their new mythical creatures exhibit. We got to have drinks and were served calamari tacos amongst other things. It was so much fun and inspired my story this week. The drawn picture below is who the story is about so enjoy! 

My hair for date night! I was really proud of this.

Sirene Cheval

I had to include my little niece Ava because she is just too cute!

Week 16 (20-26 April 2015)

Sirene Cheval

Long ago, before dragons and fairies, before mermaids and centaurs, there lived but one mythical creature presiding over all people. She was the mother of the land, air and sea. She allowed the world to move at its own accord; whether good or bad, the world moved with guidance but little influence from Sirene Cheval. The people and creatures of the world believed that if they were in despair Sirene Cheval would appear to them and help them in their time of need. She only came through bodies of water where she lived but could appear in the pools of tears from the most sorrowful souls. Many claimed to have seen her but none could prove it.

One day, a man named Ash set out to find the mythical Sirene Cheval. He wanted more riches, more land, a beautiful wife, a better life. His life was not bad and he was not in despair but he felt as if his needs warranted the anguish Sirene Cheval desired for a meeting. He wandered near oceans crying out for her help, he swam in seas begging for her to appear, dragging his feet through creeks and every body of water he could find he soon did come to a point of complete despair and yet she did not appear to him. He sat next to a log and put his face in his hands. He tried to cry in his frustration hoping that would entice the fabled mother of the world but she was nowhere in sight.

“Why do you not appear to me!” he screamed at the silent air around him. Not even the birds rustled the leaves or the crickets chirped their legs. Silence engulfed Ash and his desire for riches and wealth pierced his heart. He noticed a sharp rock nearby him. He grabbed the rock and stabbed it deep into his leg. A howl escaped his throat and tears plunged from his eyes. Ash cried both in pain and in join for having achieved part of his goals. As he writhed in pain over the puncture in his leg a soft voice whispered into his ear.

“Sweet child, your pain has called me here to relieve you of your strife,” Ash looked up and saw before him the most glorious creature he had ever witnessed. She sat before him on a shimmering green tail, bent slightly so as to sit invitingly in his presence. Her body was that of purple sea horse. Her lips were a deep blood red and her eyes were a piercing green with lashes that seemed to want to flutter away and touch the sky. Small wings protruded from a slight curve in her back and her hair was split in two. It was half wispy flames, the other half was curled juts of ice. Although her hair was ice and fire one did not affect the other. Her conflicting hair sat beautifully atop her head like a powerful crown. She blinked her eyes and smiled at Ash who was completely transfixed by her appearance.

“Sirene Cheval, you are here,” he whispered as she emanated grace from every fiber of her being.

“Yes, I came at your cry and I see you are greatly wounded! I came after sensing great despair but I only see a wound in your leg not a wound within your heart,” she checked him over and found he had a cold heart, “I can heal your leg but you are not deserving of my assistance for your desires. You have to work hard for such things, you cannot just be granted them.”

Ash became angry but held his feelings to himself. He would get his riches and wealth if he had to force her to help him. He let Sirene Cheval approach his leg. She healed his leg wound and began to wish him well when he grabbed her by the throat, “Give me riches! Give me land! Give me a beautiful wife! Give me the things I want!” he shook her by her throat and her eyes began to loose their color. As her eyes faded to black an arrow struck ash in the heart, breaking his grasp of the mystical sea creature he held. A woman rushed to Sirene Cheval but it was too late, she was dead.

“Mother of the Earth,” cried Lilia as she reached Sirene Cheval, “ I tried to save you with my arrow but I could not,” tears streamed her face and soaked that of the dead Sirene Cheval. As she cried, the body she held began to disintegrate into a pile of colorful dust. A gust of wind blew the dust into the air and sea. Suddenly creatures and beasts began to surround Lilia. A centaur and unicorn stood next to her, a mermaid splashed nearby her, fairies flew about her hair and a dragon took flight blowing fire in the sky. Her tears had given new life to Sirene Cheval and allowed her to become mystic creatures all over the world. They could be more helpful by being more abundant to those in need. With that, a fairy brushed Lilia's tears from her eyes and a mermaid dragged Ash's body into the sea. The mystical creatures dispersed into the world and Lilia carried on the memory of their creator, Sirene Cheval.