The deeper you sink, the more the colours fade. First the red, then the orange, the yellow, the green, and so on, until ultra-violet is the only colour left, though it too only penetrates so far.
She missed the world of colour; the gaudy red of the corals, the flashy orange of the crabs, the glistening shine of the yellowtails. She missed when her hair had shone scarlet and vibrant in the light. However, those days were long gone. The upper surface of the water was Man’s domain now, and he did not greet her kind with the warmest of welcomes…
They’d watched as mankind had grown, distant cousins who had abandoned the sea and migrated to the land, and they had witnessed the seed take root and flourish. Mankind had blossomed, a tiny offshoot of the merfolk at first, but now the more dominant thanks to a population explosion the likes of which had not been foreseen.
In the beginning, Man had been content to reap the bounty of the land, tapping into the new resource they ha