of nothing more than a banal greeting.
«It’s not good morning! There was a dragon flying over the sea! It could have hurt us,» the mermaid complained. As if Patricia could do anything against the dragon!
«He’s not evil.»
«That depends on who he’s mean to. Did you make a deal with him?»
«It is nothing!» Patricia was honest.
«It’s a pity. I could have gotten some privileges from him,» the mermaid sighed.
«Do you mean the dragon or the King of Opal?»
«You could seduce the King of Opal, too, but he’d never be honest with you and might try to cast a spell.»
«And what is about the golden dragon?»
«That’s for you to decide. You know the dragon better than I do.»
Patricia didn’t know him at all, but she nodded graciously. Better not lose the respect of a mermaid.
«What’s your name?» She asked the sea maiden.
«Don’t you remember? I am Mirida, patroness of the island kingdoms.»
«No, I don’t remember.»
«Apparently, you are having a bad day today, so the eclipse came upon your memory.»
The mermaid took offense and waved her actinia-adorned tail. In a moment she was no longer visible, but there was a splash outside the window.
«Why was the mermaid so offended that I didn’t remember her?» Patricia was upset. She wanted to be friends with mermaids. Could one sail the seas without the support of mermaids and other sea spirits? But now it would be a good idea to have the support of the dragon ship. If it doesn’t change course at the next encounter, the pirates won’t survive. They’ll burn like witches at the stake! How hard it is to be a pirate these days!
It was said that in ancient times, all pirates and sailors had to pay tribute to the sea king, or else he would sink the ship. Now we have to negotiate with dragons! If only the dragon were still alive and he was a ship! Can a ship be an animated being or is it controlled by someone?
The burned sea
«Look!» Shouted Nethopyrina, pointing somewhere to the north. She hovered above the deck and saw something beyond the horizon that Patricia couldn’t see. She had to get a telescope.
«What an obsession!» Patricia pulled back the telescope, barely peering through the peephole. Inside it, she could see the sea floor, water dragons and sirens coiled in rings, but the surface of the sea was not visible.
«Morgens had it forgotten!» Zeligena excitedly picked up the telescope and clutched it to her chest. «This is a priceless thing! Through it you can peek at all the secrets of the sea and ocean kingdoms.»
«But that’s not what I need right now!» Patricia sighed. The danger was not from the depths of the sea, but from the surface.»
The moth flew above the masts and blew into the sails, creating a tailwind. The ship sailed forward faster, or it would run aground. If only scorched leagues of sea could be called a shoal.
When Patricia looked at what Nethopyrina was pointing at, she gasped.
«Apparently, a dragon ship had recently sailed through here!» She guessed.
The left side of the sea had dried up, with charred fish skeletons and ash at the bottom.
«Good thing we didn’t get close!» Nethopyrina flapped her gray wings triumphantly. «I can replace the wind.»
«I’m lucky to have you.»
Patricia was startled by the burned out part of the sea. The dragon had scorched it to the bottom. Poisonous vapor rose from the empty pit. The gray spirits of the conflagration hovered over the burnt pit. Patricia had once seen the ghosts of fire over a burned hunting lodge near Opal. They hovered over the ashes in a roundelay and frightened passers-by. To see them over the sea was even more frightening.
Patricia felt as if she were sailing past a huge grave. After all, the bay had been home to mermaids. Now only their skeletons lay on the bottom. Bones blackened by the fire.
«Mermaids are like sisters to me,» Zeligena sobbed. «The same thing could have happened to me if I hadn’t run away from the swamp to the sea.»
One mermaid skeleton was wearing a magnificent crown. It could have been removed, but Patricia thought it was sacrilegious. In case the mermaid skeleton came to life and caught the thief by the hand or the ghost of the mermaid would haunt the ship. The Morgen’s treasure was better left untouched. They should have returned the spyglass as well, but Zeligena didn’t want to part with it. She said the Morgens had left it on deck on purpose.
«They only leave such things for people they want to invite to visit them,» she said.
«I won’t go to the bottom of the sea,» Patricia decided. «I don’t want the Morgens to lure me into the underwater realm and drown me.»
The mermaids who emerged from the depths were acting good-natured, but suddenly their kindness was only an act. If she went down to the bottom with them, the mermaids might harm her. Patricia liked to look at the surface of the sea, shimmering in the morning sunlight, rather than think about underwater wonders. It was frightening to imagine that if the dragon ship crossed the sea a few more times, there would simply be no sea left.
«What is he trying to accomplish? Does he really want to scorch all the waters? It seems that fire-breathing dragons can’t stand water.»
Patricia realized that she herself loved the sea and did not want it to become a burned-out hollow. It is so pleasant to look at the water surface, gilded by the sun! And under the water dwell such marvelous creatures as mermaids. Is the dragon so cruel that he will destroy them all?
The dragon is a mystery. Patricia noticed several more mermaid skeletons with jewelry glittering on them. The pearl necklaces contrasted sharply with the black bones. Apparently pearls don’t burn in dragon fire. Or are the pearls magical?
Nethopyrina flew down to the skeletons and took a couple of the jewelry.
«Why is it?» Patricia wondered.
«I want to question the mermaid ghosts about what happened here.»
«It’s clear enough, a dragon ship sailed through here, and everything burned.»
«The air down here is poisoned,» the Mermaid sneezed. «If I were human, I’d have suffocated by now.»
Patricia thought she heard a ghostly mermaid’s laughter coming from the jewelry.
The ship changed course to sail away from the burned-out part of the sea. Ahead was a small tropical island.
«This is the Isle of Purra,» Netopyrina determined. «It is inhabited by marvelous animals that have the same name as their island.»
Patricia was
