In the village of Bya lived a young boy named Dan. Every evening, he loved to sit by the river behind their house, gazing at the stars and, above all, playing his flute. While the other children spent their evenings playing different games, Dan spent his time on the riverbank, admiring the whispers of the waves and the reflection of the moon on the water.
The melodies from his flute were so gentle that even the sky seemed enchanted by their charm, and the stars themselves paused to listen. Dan believed the river could speak and respond to his melodies. He listened to the wind blowing and the water flowing as if it were whispering back to him.
Every evening, he was there, watching the moon dance on the water. He felt that the river was his friend.
But one special night, something magical happened.
The river began to glow.
A shining figure appeared in the middle of the water.
Dan’s eyes widened. He stood up.
The water surged, and a creature emerged.
She had long, radiant hair, and her eyes sparkled like sunlight on the ocean. She was not human.
She was a mermaid.
“My name is Feza,” she said, her voice as soft as a breeze.
Dan smiled. “I’m Dan. Are you real?”
“I live here in the river,” Feza replied. “Many people cannot see me, but you can.”
Dan’s heart began to race. He had never seen anything like her. Feza was very beautiful and very kind.
