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She Lives in Vineta
Vineta is the legendary, sunken city in the Baltic Sea.
According to the legend, Vineta sank during a storm tide. The reason was the moral decay of the city, the arrogance and wastefulness of its inhabitants. No one listened to the warnings, and the people did not want to change. Just before the catastrophe, a mermaid appeared and called out:
“Vineta, Vineta, you rich city, Vineta shall go under because it has done much evil.” Even now, the bells from the depths can often be heard ringing above, and strange lights shimmer beneath the surface of the sea. Since then, water beings have inhabited the city, and eerie yet beautiful stories, songs, and distant sounds can be heard. At full moon, she comes to the beach and sits on a rock from sunset to sunrise. She is a mermaid, although the virgin part is not entirely accurate, as mermaids can indeed reproduce. She is stunning, with silver hair and huge, turquoise eyes. From the waist down, she is a fish with pearlescent scales. In good, onshore winds, she reaches into the spray and blows the foam with salty bubbles into the sky. And she sings. The song is beautiful, but also dangerous. Her breath smells of driftwood and blossoms. Not sweet and unique.
In a fit of megalomania, her father Neptunimus named her Aphrodite (the foam-born) in the sound of the bells of Vineta.
She has protectors when she swims ashore. Sea eagle Sharpclaw circles above her at dawn, and Owl Glowingeye watches over her at night.
She sings young men to her. The good ones may spend a night with her in a cove full of lilies, roses, and white flowers washed ashore by the sea. Blessed by this unforgettable experience, they will dream of her for a lifetime.
The bad ones, those who throw stones at seals, leave plastic waste, shout around, shoot at birds, and harass girls, she lures with her siren-like song to another cove. She seasons them with patchouli, turns them in musk, and roasts them over a small sandalwood fire. Then she calls the porpoises: “Hello friends, here you have delicious snacks, already pre-cooked and deboned!”
And in Vineta, the bells ring!
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Die Moral Deiner Geschichte finde ich gut.. Du hättest bei den Buchten freilich ruhig auch noch Dünen hinfantasieren können, dann wärs noch kurviger (wie der Flakong..)!
Mit Patchouli gewürzt... fände ich jetzt allerdings nicht das Schlimmste :-)
Und einen tollen Duft hast Du mit der Vinetasage verknüpft.