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The Curiosities of Seafoam
The Curiosities of Seafoam
The Curiosities of Seafoam
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The Curiosities of Seafoam

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Ariel would give up three hundred mermaid years for one shot at a human soul and her one true love. If only she can find a way through The Curiosities of Sea Foam…
 

LanguageEnglish
PublisherCrazy Ink
Release dateJul 9, 2018
ISBN9781386688204
The Curiosities of Seafoam
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Erin Lee

Erin Lee lives in Queensland, Australia and has been working with children for over 25 years. She has worked in both long day care and primary school settings and has a passion for inclusive education and helping all children find joy in learning. Erin has three children of her own and says they have helped contribute ideas and themes towards her quirky writing style. Her experience working in the classroom has motivated her to write books that bring joy to little readers, but also resource educators to help teach fundamental skills to children, such as being safe, respectful learners.

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    The Curiosities of Seafoam - Erin Lee

    For Emily:

    My curious goddaughter, who loves the sea and believes in happy endings.

    "In matters of the heart,

    nothing is true except the improbable."

    Madame de Stael

    THE CURIOSITIES OF

    Seafoam

    Deep in the sea, where the water is green like the eyes of a wanton princess on a starless night, lives a Sea King and his loyal subjects. They live past any port or peer and could never be reached by man or land mass, or even by ship at sail. And it is in this place, far beneath the emerald tarp that shields them from the sun that the Sea King’s castle stands taller than all the coral reefs one could ever imagine piled up on top of one another like children’s blocks.

    We must not believe this place to be one of water void of plants and sand. No, indeed. In this kingdom is a plot much like the one we land-dwelling mortals walk. But it’s better than that. Here, in this place beneath the sea, one-of-a-kind flowers and plants sprout hope and colors human eyes have never seen before. In this place, fish of every rainbow stripe flutter like butterflies through endless indigo leaves. And still, in spite of all the color of an artist’s palette and so much more, the heart of the painting lies in the Sea King’s majestic fortress. The castle’s walls, lined with pink and lime-green coral, stand proud even on the slowest of days—where fish move slower and plants take bows of grace. Its roof, like the gems of a crown made only for a queen, is made of the finest of shells—a pearly white so bright, you could imagine biting into it and tasting peppermint or marshmallows. Through the castle’s tall amber windows which reflect back the colors of the day, one can almost always catch glittery bits of sun rays—almost. But not quite.

    In spite of it all, there’s a sadness here. The Sea King is a widower. He has lived here with his aging, bitter mother for years. She’s kept house for him, but only as he’s listened to her high esteem of where they’ve come from and how she is truly the matriarch of the sea. Even still, he’s told himself, she has looked out for my daughters—six stunning sea princesses with skin as clear as the inside of an oyster shell. She’s kept a close eye on them—sisters who spend most days fluttering about the castle halls, playing with living foliage that grows through the walls, and making crowns they put atop their heads to show where they come from.

    Mostly, the girls don’t have trouble obeying their grandmother’s rules while the Sea King attends to important things, like working with the council to keep ships that come closer and closer at bay. For now they are content to work in the gardens, just outside the castle walls, that their grandmother allows them to plant in unsupervised. And as unique as each sister is, so too are their creations. The first sister, who swims with the longest tail, is the most cautious of course, as oldest children generally are. She plants burgundy flowers in perfect rows in the shape of a square. She tends to the garden every day, attentive to how the flowers bring out the burgundy highlights in her long wavy hair. She, like all of her siblings, has the torso and body of a land-dweller. It’s at her stomach where her fishy tail begins—the color

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