The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0594

The Oracle and her entourage stayed just off the shores of the beach. I didn't know what they were waiting for.

"She's giving you time," Veronica said. When she realized that could be cryptic, she added, "Likely to get your affairs in order. She wouldn't want to scare Elva."

I could appreciate that. I wanted to talk to Elva myself before the merfolk came onshore. "How will we call them to us?"

"There's a few magic words," Veronica said. "An invitation. When you are ready, I will invite them onshore."

I nodded. I didn't want to keep them waiting for long.

Leaving Nicholas with Veronica, I walked over to where Julian and Elva were working on a new sandcastle. I arrived just as Elva was tearing down whatever she had built. From Julian's expression, I could tell this wasn't the first time she had done this.

*Elva, what was wrong with it this time?" Julian asked, voice gentle and soft.

I decided to stay back a moment. Julian and Elva by now had seemed to develop some kind of sandcastle building rapport. I didn't want to overstep onto that. Julian might be closer to the truth here, than I might be if I stepped in.

"It's not good enough," Elva pouted.

"What makes you think that?" he asked. "I thought it was turning out to be a fine sandcastle."

She shook her head. "It was just a pile of sand..." She glanced behind her to where Bridget's impressive sandcastle loomed.

I wasn't the only one to have noticed.

"Oh," Julian said. "You know, when Bridget first started making sandcastles, she couldn't even get the sand to stick together."

Elva looked at Julian. "Really?"

Julian crossed his heart. "She didn't realize you needed water. Everyone has to start somewhere."

Elva slouched somewhat. "I want to make a castle. But I'm not good enough."

"You need practice. That's all."

Elva shook her head. "I should just quit."

Julian gasped. "You shouldn't!"

at him

at my castle," Julian motioned toward his much smaller lopsided

you think

"No," she said stronger.

"Why?" Julian asked.

Elva dug her fingers into the sand. "This one is better

one I

Elva nodded.

Someday, if you work hard enough, I bet you could even make a castle like that one." He nodded toward Bridget's gift." Though honestly, I

even managed to make that herself. It truly did seem unlikely. When had she the time? I couldn't prove that though,

fouler things to pin on

not?" Elva

It doesn't seem real. Real castles have tons of flaws. There's chips in the walls, places that have been torn down and rebuilt. Water damage. Weather damage. Nothing in reality

the castle now with narrow eyes, as if observing it

beauty in imperfect things," Julian said. "They show growth. Age. Challenge and acceptance. Perfect is boring. Imperfection..." He put his finger under Elva's chin and lifted her face up to face the sunlight." Imperfection is

her sand mound. "I want to

glanced over at me. He'd known I was here this whole time! "I

turned to follow Julian's line of sight and saw me waiting. "Mommy!" she

to her and hugged her. "I'm

do anything!" she

smiled back. I was proud to have him as a friend, and so happy

hug was broken, I sobered. As did Julian, sensing

Mommy?"

rubbed my hands up and down

merfolk. Good ones, this time. They want to help you. They want to cure you of what makes

eyes went wide as

her. "But there's nothing to really be afraid of,

I was talking about. I was once again grateful for his place in my and Elva's

said. "We'll all be

lips hard together.

was confident, then I was

less sad?" With her head low, she looked up at me through her

I had always thought I'd hidden that side of myself. Elva