Sea Witch Of The Pacific

Cyril is not dead. He is still whiny as fuck though. It’s okay as Rupert has decided to take full-time care of him. Thank goodness as I was about to boil him.

Today I adopted a pet maggot. Rupert seemed keen on the idea of me showing him my maternal abilities, not sure why as I have no interest in raising a maggot baby. Nethertheless, I’ve named it Cyril and he is a massive pain in the ass. Constantly whining and always hungry, why can’t he be silent and un-needy? All this goes to say that Cyril may be dead by the time I next update you all.

I am back. So so sorry that I departed for so long, I know you’ve missed seeing my gorgeous face. In my absence I have become proficient in hunting mermaids, I have also started using their hair to create beautiful crochet creatures, I now have an Etsy shop. Rupert and I have also began a romantic relationship. I can only assume it began due to his all-consuming sexual attraction to me, however for me, his lack of experience brought me great interest. I will not reveal anymore about my private life today. Be assured that I will be giving more updates on my new small business.

Today my illness was almost gone. Apart from a still throbbing pain in my uterus which is tormenting as I write this. My strength allowed me to hunt and kill a few mermaids which I carefully roasted on a small fire within my cave. I’ve always found mermaid meat more superior to other fish, which makes my hunting travels much more enjoyable and fun. Rupert stopped by and I offered him some roasted mermaid. He declined. He has a weak stomach. However he did gift me a net perfect for catching baby mermaids to eat. A small treat that will be in the coming months.

I was unfortunately struck by a terrible illness. One summer evening two years ago, I was out joyfully tormenting mermaids. As they squealed, I felt a sharp sting on my brassiere. I was in so much uncontrollable agony that I sadly had to abandon my supper (the mermaids). This distress continued for many weeks and I found it difficult to leave my cave which was growing colder by the hour. Luckily, Rupert found me as I was in my greatest depression, he gifted me a lobster and a baby shark. A small amount of food but I was grateful none the less. He offered to take care of me and found a skilled fisherman who tended to my sting. It was greatly infected and I was practically on the verge of death (despite being immortal). The infection had grown so much that it took almost a year to heal and by that time, I was incredibly weak and frail that I could not fully fend for myself. It is only of the last month that my strength has prospered enough to help me walk and stab some clownfish darting about outside of my beloved cave. I do wish to be outside and spearing young mermaids but alas, I will need to sharpen my spear and stand tall once more. At least I can look at my beautiful complexion again, that has not changed thankfully. I’m still as gorgeous as ever.

Today I met a shark. I called him Bruce and then ate him. Since the summer months are almost over I think I’ll look for some humans to devour. There won’t be as many since the cold time of year is approaching. I also need to stock up on food, it gets awfully cold in my cave and coming back to a cold cave after cold hunting is anything but pleasant.

I didn’t have to hunt the mermaids after all, which is a relief. They can be rather stubborn at times. I was beginning to have a nice lunch of crabs when Rupert came by. Rupert is a fishermen who I met one day whilst cooking some octopus. He became frozen either over my beautiful appearance or terrified that I was a person living in an underwater cave. I persuaded him to bring me some shark and he did so, since then, every two days he as brought me delicious meat. The problem is, he’s to scared to capture anything larger than a baby dolphin so I still have to hunt in my spare time. Today he presented me with a human arm. This has been the best thing he’s given me since the mermaid tail. He almost ran away, I often think this is because of how glamorous I am and he finds it intimidating to speak more than four words at a time, therefore limiting our conversations.

I sit in my cave,the cold darkness looms around me. Nothing much happened today. I harvested some dolphins to eat, they’re reproducing slowly and that bothers me. I need food and dolphins are a main source of nutrition. I’ll give you an update on the issue tomorrow. If nothing changes then I will have to travel on a hunt for mermaids.