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The Drunken Mermaids
The Drunken Mermaids
The Drunken Mermaids
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Shipwreck is not enough -- though no ship will sail by, the mermaids have found the stranded sailors.

And worse, the cargo of wines and liquors is seeping into the sea.

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Release dateSep 10, 2016
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The Drunken Mermaids
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Mary Catelli

Mary Catelli is an avid reader of fantasy, science fiction, history, fairy tales, philosophy, folklore and a lot of other things. (Including the backs of cereal boxes.) Which, in due course, overflowed into writing fantasy (and some science fiction).

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    The Drunken Mermaids - Mary Catelli

    The Drunken Mermaids

    Mary Catelli

    Published by Wizard's Wood Press, 2016.

    Copyright © 2016 by Mary Catelli

    All rights reserved. This work or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

    The Drunken Mermaids Copyright © 2007 by Mary Catelli Originally published in Weird Tales, September-October 2007. Reprinted by permission of the author.

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    The Drunken Mermaids

    Morning came, despite the storm, but Colin knew it only from the light slowly increasing.  He ached from clinging to the rock, his sodden clothing was growing stiff from salt, and he was so weary that the stone felt like a pillow.  The squall had subsided, but the rock was still slippery, from rain and seaweed.  He tried not to think of the men who had gone down with the ship.

    Despite his weariness, his parched mouth kept him awake.  He tried to swallow, and the pain of that stirred him.  He pushed off the rock.  Without the waves battering at him, he could stand.

    The islet was made of the nondescript gray stone.  A ring of dreary seaweed lay about the high tide mark, and more scattered

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