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Crosscurrents [Hoseok x Reader] Part 1

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Genre: The Little Mermaid AU | Fantasy AU | Series Pairing: Mermaid!Hoseok x Princess!Reader Featuring: BTS Princes Warnings: Angst, fluff, rated G, sorry no smut, mentions of pain, eventual character death, it’s just a fantasy story. W/C: 6k Summary: Hoseok is a carefree middle child among seven princes, each running one of the seven seas. With a curious nature to study the world above, he makes several routine visits to the surface, once even saving an alluring princess who he grows very smitten by. With a strong determination to meet his lovely princess, Hoseok makes a risky deal with the ocean’s enchantress to become human. Author’s Note: This fic is something I was utterly happy and exited to write. Mermaids and fantasy stories, yippee. Thank you all who support me. Portions of the fic is unedited. 🐚🧜‍♂️

Credits: Story includes strong elements from Hans Christian Andersen’s ‘The Little Mermaid’; Disney’s ‘The Little Mermaid’; and Michiko Yokote’s manga ‘Mermaid Melody’. Beta Reader: @shadowsremedy has helped me with a handful of passages throughout the course of this story, thank you so much.

☀ CROSSCURRENT MASTERLIST ☀

Miles away under the sun-kissed surface of the ocean, where the water is clear as crystal and blue as the contrasting sky above – resided populations of beautiful mythical creatures. Down in the lowest depths, the most scarce of areas that no human would ever dare to scavenge, lived the Mer-people.

Underwater forestry, plants, organisms of wondrous visions illuminating the deepest pits of the oceans. Fishes of all sizes and shapes occupied the area, weaving through the stems and leaves of charted trees along the motion of the currents. Just as birds fly among the surface. Gorgeous sands decorated the floor along with seven separate kingdoms enriched with enchanting palaces, each declaring a claim to their own sea.

Each palace, unique in their own way. Accommodating their surrounding habitats. Each of the seven districts ruled under the marvelous Mer-King, and each sea acquainted a heavenly, handsome prince. Kingdoms decorated with coral walls, sculpted sandstone slates and amber pointed windows. Roofs made from the finest and largest of mussel-shells, clams and hidden glittering pearls and jewels. Stones of riches, easily the most expensive gems that belonged in the pits of the hidden worlds.

The Mer-King seeded the realms with seven little princes who were all very beautiful children in their own distinctive ways. For each Prince, were given a household to look after, to grow up with, and study in practice to control their provinces.

Within the Arctic Ocean, where merfolk varied in shades of murky indigo and dotted with black spots was inhabited by the eldest of sons, Prince Seokjin. The Indian Ocean decorating the waves with scales of vibrant oranges complimented with a singular stripe of white down the backside, consisted Prince Yoongi. The cold of the Antarctic rested Prince Namjoon, along with his kingdom of deep purple-to-silver tailed scaly family. Tails irradiated a glow just like the moon reflecting on water.

Creatures in the North and South Pacific diverse in tropical colors, salmon pink beings belonging to Prince Jimin in the north, and bright crisp yellow folks ruled under the south’s youngest, Prince Jungkook. The last two kingdoms lay in the Atlantic Ocean. Beautiful deep green tails of the north, quipped with touches of holographic shine belonged to Prince Taehyung. Lastly, the region in the South Atlantic was full of rays of aqua blue and speckled with gold – is where Prince Hoseok lives.

Throughout their childhoods, given brief age gaps and the stretch of locations between another, the brothers all grew up together. Frequent visits, family gatherings being a constant presence with the young boys. All merfolk belonged to another, they took after another and populated the sea floor. Fishes would swim up, gently being held, feeding out of the hands of mermaids and mermen. Eventually within a mer-person’s life, they will be acquainted with a creature of any species. A forever buddy that becomes their pet, their friend, and family.

The beauty of the South Atlantic Ocean kingdom with a magnificent palace that had astounding flowers growing between the cracks of the walls in each apartment and room, was decorated with a large garden in the front. Full of dark and iridescent baby-blue trees with fruits that glittered like gold. Matching the specs of gold that embellished the tails of the locals. Flowers blazed with hues of butterscotch yellows, resembling the bright and burning sun from the surface above. Bushes and smaller shrubs matched the color of sulfur.

Hoseok was certainly a singular child, one who was quiet and thoughtful in group settings, but was the loudest and most careless when it came to freedom. His skin was soft and delicate, like the touch of a sunflower leaf. His eyes sparked a deep blue, twisted with an almond mix of brown. His tail was no doubt the most stunning in his sector, outshining others around him, a tell-tailed sign that he was of royalty. But the most notable of signs that screams royalty was the unique earring that never left Hoseok’s lobe.

Each handsome prince was given a dedicated pearl at their coming of age ceremonies, each identifying with their tail color. To which they must protect and kept safe for the sake of their empires. For the fact that these pearls harness great mystical powers, such power compacted within one tiny jewel. But this power could completely destroy a nation if given to the wrong hands, and if their owners neglect their duties.

Nothing pleased Prince Hoseok more than hearing about the unreachable world from above. Human beings who lived on land, not within the sea. Stories fascinated the curious mind of Hoseok, constantly being riddled with tales of these notorious humans. Over time, with the help of Nannies and families, Hoseok’s knowledge grew when it came to the world that was simply out of reach. Ships, towns, land animals, you name it.

Over the course of his younger days, he ventured out into the sea, accompanied by his trusty companion, Kiko – a leafy sea dragon. Together they collected a handful of unknown knick knacks, thingamajigs, and doohickeys that they forged for from shipwrecks. To this day – Hoseok still makes these trips, ventured out further into the sea without supervision, even breaking the surface of the water to catch a glimpse of the amazing world.

Nights where he could sneak away, rise to the surface and lay under the moonlight in the clefts of the rocks. Watching lights from the shoreline flicker dimly, the casted stars sparkling the sky in beautiful constellations.

“It’s so beautiful up here, isn’t it Kiko?” Hoseok spoke towards the leafy sea dragon that circled around his fins which remained dipped in the water. He sighed, breathing in the foreign air, the dryness cutting into his lungs. The wind played with his shaggy hair, his earring dangling along. His eyes set firmly on the coast, waves easing in and out at the ridge of the bay. Everything up here was so unfamiliar to Hoseok, so tempting and entertaining.

“There’s beautiful places all over. And under.” Kiko mused back. Skeptical and cautious as she grew accustomed to Hoseok’s nightly adventures. There was no way she could talk the Prince out of his plans, ever.

“But up here is so – is so,” he pauses. Noticing a small child holding an elder woman’s hand, probably enjoying a nightly walk on the beach. “… Amazing.”

The high church-towers were in view within the town that lined the coast. Carriages and music playing in the distance, even the chime of bells ringing. The simple fact that he could not go there himself caused him to yearn for it more, wish for it to happen in his dreams. This Prince was indeed passionate about the land before him, stretching his hands towards the air.

“Careful yourself, Hoseok.” Kiko warned. “It’s late, shouldn’t we be heading back before someone notices your disappearance?”

He nodded, with his eyes still trained on the silhouettes of the strolling humans. Watching them turn up a set of stairs and disappearing behind the curve of the walkway. He was fascinated, the kinship between humans wasn’t much different from his to his folks. Humans were so distant, but they seemed so similar to him.

A small tug on his fin caught his attention, seeing his little buddy pulling him. “Let’s go, you have a busy day tomorrow.”

On the swim back, descending down into the dept of the sea, Hoseok reminisced his favorite times above water. The early mornings, the midday views of seagulls flying high above in flocks, the sunsets were clouds scattered the sky and painted in violets, reds, and oranges. Watching the Sun extinguish into the horizons plane as the cool of the night sky took over.

Hoseok loved the upper world and all its inhabitants so very much.

Daybreak tickled the waters, reflections of lights bouncing and refracting off another in the clear-cut liquids. It shined through Hoseok’s large amber window, casting a ray on his slumbering face causing him to wince. His body curled tighter in his clam-based bed; a thicket of woven blankets made of the finest kelp keeping him comfortable. Bio-luminescent decorations that drifted within his quarters losing their dim glows.

Shortly, his door would be knocked upon. Guards prepared to assist him along his daily routines, breakfast, taking a swim through the gardens, fitting for dresswear. Today, his brothers were due for a visit – since his kingdom was hosting the annual Festival of the Arts this year, as the event rotated between each realm every year.

It was always a delight to seek comfort from his siblings, to talk among another with similar thoughts and feelings as each and every single one of them were in the same shoes – in this case, fins. They were close to another regardless of the actual distance of their homes. And he was more than happy to celebrate the festivities and provide his best hosting service.

Prince Jungkook was the first to have arrived along with his party, very atypical of the youngest who outshines the mer-world quite frankly with his beaming yellow tail and natural abilities. His excitement to see his older brother urgently was overwhelming as he searched throughout the Aqua realm’s palace for Hoseok. Wittingly enough, he knew Hoseok’s patterns, the layout of the entire home.

“Hyung!” Rang through the water – not sounding quick enough for Hoseok to process before the bulldozing clash of his body into another’s. Tough arms circled Hoseok, tightening in a rush just in time for him to tilt his head to catch the sight of jet-black hair and a flash of canary yellow.

“Ah, Jungkook. You nearly gave me a heart attack!” Hoseok hollers. “Don’t sneak up on me like that!”

Jungkook laughs, holding his brother tight and against his will, “I’m sorry Hobi – it won’t happen again.” The scrunch of Jungkook’s nose and the teasing smile made his quick apology sound completely fake.

“You’ve filled out more I see.” He notes the stature of Jungkook from the last time he’s seen him. Chest expanding further, his hair longer and pulled in a half bun with loose ends spilling out around his fringe. The twinkle of Jungkook’s yellow pearl lays just between his clavicles on a threaded necklace. But his youngest brother still adorned his childlike smile, large eyes popping out with animation.

“Indeed, I have.” Said the yellow tailed man.

“Have you prepared well for the ceremony tonight?” Hoseok questioned while shifting out of the other man’s clutch, fluttering his fingers through his case of human books. Careful not to tear the thinned papers that were not made for the water.

They were in the secondary study – dedicated to Hoseok’s cherished collectibles of human items that drifted down to the sea floor. It was a private area, filled with wonder and intertwining plants. So many new and beautiful objects decorated the interior of the room along with the drifting innocent fishes that floated around like fruit flies.

Jungkook grabbed hold of his brothers’ hand, tearing him past the seaweed curtains and out of the room. “I need help with a part of the choreography – I’m not sure what to do.”

Each of the seven princes were a part of the annual festival, performing their own pieces of art. Music surrounded their lives, and each prince specialized in one of the three professions: Singer. Dancer. Composer.

In tune with another – they create a perfect melody, a rhythm they cast into the waters. And all together they grow stronger with the help of their pearls.

“Let’s not head to the ballroom – I’m sure they are still setting up.”

“Jungkook! Sir!! Prince!” A peep of a scream came from the corner, a frantic Moorish Idol fish bee-lining towards the two still Princes. “Don’t you bolt off like that again! I can’t catch up with your speed!” it pants as it swarms around Jungkook’s face.

“Gotta be quicker, Pip!” Jungkook giggled, using his fingers to brush against his tuckered-out buddy.

Pip eyed Hoseok, recognizing the older Prince and jumped in embarrassment. “Prince, I apologize! I didn’t greet you properly, please I am so dearly sorry!”

“No need for formalities.” A wave of Hoseok’s hand hushed Pip’s words. “It’s nice to see you again. Now – about that choreography…”

The rooms were lit to the high-nine. Capacity of several variations of flourished colored tails decorated Hoseok’s palace – events like these are his favorite. Not only is he surrounded by his school, he’s encircled by his glorious brothers. The only thing that stressed out the aqua tailed prince, wasn’t the planning of events, fitting for costumes, dresswear, or deciding the best dishes to cater. The performance he practiced for day in and day out alike his brothers – what stressed Hoseok out was the company of his father, the Mer-King himself who only showed his presence for special occasions.

Each Prince were presented in front of the crowd of hundreds, their titles in all. Dolled up to accommodate the affair with engaging chains that wrapped around their waists and wrists, extra clam and shell accessories added to decorate around their loose arms and tail. Designed capes, hip skirts, and sheer fabrics that moved with the waves as they would do with the wind from above. Crowns made from wreaths of white lilies with bejeweled opal white pearls dangling down the band.

One by one they presented their acts along the stage, an entertaining uproar surpassed through the crowds from the Royal’s concert. The dancers who weaved like fluid coil to the cords of music were nonother than the feisty topaz yellow Jungkook, the carefree aquamarine dazzled Hoseok, and the flirtatious yet ditzy salmon pink royal, Prince Jimin.

Contrasting the dancers were the stunning vocalists of the group, Seokjin and Taehyung. Together they crafted a harmonious aura with their lyrics and tones. Entreating voices far sweeter than any human or mer-folk around.

Princes Namjoon and Yoongi of the Antarctic and Indian Oceans were strong composers, masters in a range of musical instruments. Their wits, knowledge, and pure love for the magical symphonies poured out of their bodies through devices and tools. Drafting tunes for songs every breathing moment.

It was late once again as Hoseok frustratedly swam up to his usual cove. Hoisting his body up on a smooth rocky islet that broke through the surface. Up here, Hoseok felt light and at ease. Repressing the tensions that bellowed below in the pit of his realm. The breeze was steady and refreshing, toying with the stands of his dampened hair and drying off the droplets of water that trickled down his skin.

He shed the tokens that deemed his high rank prior to wondering off from the palace, only keeping his stationary earpiece securely in. The clouds floating are coated in golden and rosy shades, evening stars piercing the sky in the dimming east. The nearing night looked extraordinary in Hoseok’s eyes.

A large ship with three white masts settled still on the water with only one sail unraveled. People littered the deck, music and song resounded from the vessels, and soon after when the night casted over the sky, the light of hundreds of lamps burst into view.

It was odd for a ship to be sailed far out during this time, even more peculiar to have a scatter of lights beaming from floating lamps that hovered into the air.

He swam close to the captain’s cabin being cautious to stay low in the water, and with every rock of the waves Hoseok was able to look through the clear windowpanes. Kiko stayed close to Hoseok, wiggling herself into his hand for security as they drawn near the scary object that rested on the water.

There were many richly dressed humans within, gowns and suits decorating each member in a fashion. The most bewitching of them, a person who stood out of the crowd and stared into the far distance of the water was a young princess with flowing thick hair. No doubt in Hoseok’s mind that this beauty was no younger than him, and he felt completely captivated by her looks.

A festival was being celebrated on the same day Hoseok’s home celebrated his. In honor of this princess’s birthday the crew were dancing and singing on the upper deck, similar to how Hoseok’s family just partook on a stage deep below. It was fascinating his wondering eyes, activities so alike to his own. And the moment the princess appeared among the lively bunch, rockets shot up into the air, turning the night into day.

The loud boom of cracks sizzling into the air scared Hoseok and Kiko, forcing him to dip his head back under the surface.

“Let’s go back! This isn’t safe!” Kiko chimed in, shaking her frail leafy body.

Hoseok looked up through the plane of water, eyes wide with shock. Not once has he ever seen this lightshow before. These weren’t cracks of blue zigzags that dressed the sky like lightning, theses were bright loud bangs of noise that sparked fire.

Through his perception, he watched the glows vanish. Until another boom ripped through the air along with another flash of light. “Hold on.” He says.

The curious merman raised his head above water again to witness a scene of falling stars upon him. A fiery shower he surely has never seen before tonight. It was like large suns revolved around his head, the brightest of fishes swam in the air that reflected on the clear glass-slate of water of the sea. Who knew humans could have such power.

The princess could be seen distinctly throughout the sailors that laughed and jested with glee. Her face adorned with a wide smile, one that shined so bright. “Oh – she’s so beautiful, isn’t she?”

It was later now, but Hoseok couldn’t take himself away from the ship and the beautiful young princess. She remained looking through that cabin window, rocking to and fro by the motion of the sea. He was enchanted by her, charmed by this unique being. There was something about her.

“Would you look at her?” Hoseok examined, smiling to himself. “She’s breathtaking.”

Kiko fluttered around Hoseok, a nervous wreck of a fish as she sensed an unnerving suspicion. “Please, we must go back. We’ve overstayed too long.”

“Oh poppycock. The palace is in perfect condition. Nobody will notice me missing.”

“Sir – “

There was foaming and fermentation in the depths beneath causing the ship to tilt faster. Waves rose high and violent in a span of minutes. Sails were spread, a commotion coming from the desk resounded. A distant thunder was heard, rumbling through the space above.

“Ah – father…” Hoseok snapped his head, “He’s angry.”

“I told you we must go!”

Hoseok and Kiko both swam a few meters down after once last glance at the ship that furled their sails once more. Until a sudden pound echoed through the waves. The great vessel tossed and turned on the volatile waters like a rowboat as the waves rose to an extreme height. It towered over the ship, clashing forcefully into the deck and submerging the manmade object. Water filled the cavities of the deck, the stout masts bent under the swirling billows.

“Hoseok!” Kiko shouted at the stunned merman who watched with wide eyes. An internal struggle inside him to tell him to go back to the Mer-King or to help the sinking ship. “We need to go!”

“I can’t! It’s going to turn over into the sea!”

Just as he guessed, the crew among the vessel was in terrible danger; since he himself had to beware the shattered beams that tore away from the vessel and splashed down above him. Wreckage both floating and sinking, causing hazards to think twice about.

“Get him to stop Kiko, tell him I’m fine! Just stop the storm!” Hoseok shooed his seahorse away, heading himself to the surface and ignoring the pleading screams.

It was pitch dark above, so dark that he could not distinguish anything until a flash of lightning disclosed to him the whole of wreck. Burning flames above the water. Hoseok only felt urgent for his wondrous princess as he sought her out the instant the ship kissed the bottom of the seafloor.

Hoseok knows no human can breathe underwater, he knows the only times he’s seen a human up close were the bodies of corpses that drifted down into the depths. He did not want that fate for the princess.

He dove himself through the shards and fragments that sprinkled within the water regardless of the danger he was inducing but with his steady swim he found the princess having difficulty holding her head high. Her eyes already closed while clutching her frame around a piece of driftwood, inevitably would have drowned completely if it wasn’t for the aqua blue merman who came to the rescue. Bearing the force of the heavy current, holding the princess above the water’s surface.

The sun rose in the horizon towards morning, by then the ongoing storm had seized and there weren’t any traces of remains from the shipwreck. Rays of lights restored color to the princess’s cheeks, though her eyes remained closed. Her dampened dress riddled with sand and stray leaves of seaweed.

They lay off in a secluded cove far from the casually populated beach. Surrounding cliffs hiding them away. Hoseok laid gazing up at the arresting princess, stroking the strand of wet hair away from her face. Her skin was soft like a rose petal, and a slight pink undertone hid beneath its expanse. “Please wake.” He whispered as he studied her features.

This was the first time Hoseok laid about the land, just shy of the waters reach. He could see the dry green wood that extended along the coast, cliffs and mountains drawn clearer. Firm quartz sand which he now occupied along with his new companion. He turned her face towards the rising sun that was illuminating the world.

A quiet sound escaped the mouth of the princess, surprising the merman suddenly. He leaned back, head blocking the sun from direct view of her face while she sleepily opened them. The haze of her eyes coated her sight, looking at the figure that was in view. She grumbled, blinking rapidly to readjust the image before her. A stranger hovered over her, a concerned look across their handsome face as they looked down at her in curiosity. Golden brown hair flowed around; a glint of blue entrapped into his brown almond eyes.

“Hello,” Hoseok whispered, lifting the corner of his lips up.

“Who-“

Hoseok shifted the moment he heard of loud barking noise coming from the side of a cliff. His movement caused the piercing rays of light to shine into the princess’s eyes, blinding her some more.

The merman jolted away from the shore in a panic, hiding behind some stones further into the sea. Hoseok watched from afar with unyielding attention, a black four-legged being running towards the reviving princess. A small group of men followed suit to the black figure who alerted the humans of its findings.

“Oh Princess!” one shouted as they ran over. They smiled kindly down at her, assisting her off the sands and into a blanket. “Princess Y/n, are you hurt?”

She was dazed and confused, checking her surroundings for the other person she just saw. Did she see someone or was it her imagination? Who had saved her from the previous night? “Where’s the man? The one who saved me?”

The surrounding men gave another a questioning look, looking quite confused when they eyed the area around them. “Miss, nobody is here besides us? You must have swallowed too much seawater – it’s a miracle you survived.”

The black hairy creature spotted Hoseok out, yapping towards him and trying to get the humans attention. The animal saw him, no doubt, and Hoseok ducked for cover under the waves as they passed, waiting for his moment to come back up.

The princess was taken back onto the land with the assistance of the furry creature and humans, leaving Hoseok distraught behind the stones of the bay. But he was relieved that she survived, her beauty could live on longer, and he couldn’t wait to share his story about how he saved a human. Immediately, when the princess was finally out of view, he plunged beneath the water to return back to his palace.

“Y/n…” He hummed, repeating the sweet name that rang his ears. “Her name is Y/n.”

“Where did you go last night?” The Mer-King shouted in the dining hall. Hoseok floated in front of his father, eyes trained to the seabed below their fins. The six other brothers hovered off to the side in a stationary line, motionless as they watched the scolding unfold. Each accompanied by their personal pets who too drifted in the silence of the water.

“Answer me, Hoseok!” the King’s voice resembled the same boom of the magical fire show from last night.

“I – I was… I went...”

“Don’t you dare tell me you escaped up to the surface.”

Hoseok fell silent. His words lost in his throat when he made eye contact with his father. The King stood still with the length of his graying hair exceeding past his shoulder blades, a crown sat atop his head made out of coral and angulate wentletrap shells. Spikes of eelgrass flowing from the tips of the multicolored crown. His slimy tail was ombre from a berry red into a sandy brown – dorsal fins displayed wide and drifted just how a beta fish would, flared up just how a beta fish would. His steel gray eyes stared down at Hoseok with intensity, waiting for a response.

Voiceless silence. Hoseok could not speak another word without distressing his father any further. In defeat he hung his head down to the floor, sinking his shoulders.

“You are not to leave the palace.” The King’s voice broke through. “You are not to enter the surface of the water. Do I make myself clear?”

“But Fath –“

“Am I clear!?” He shouted. Voice echoing through the quiet halls of the palace – hand clutching his beloved trident tight.

“Yes, Sir.” Hoseok grimaced. Kiko fleeing into the middle of Hoseok’s back.

The Mer-King departed the dining hall, leaving the seven brothers to themselves. It was when Hoseok looked up seeing the concerning looks crossing each of his brothers, did he feel guilty for his actions.

“What are you doing? You know you shouldn’t meddle around up above. What if someone saw you?!” Namjoon spoke, the cool tone of his voice chilled through the water. The purple scaled man swam closer to Hoseok, the slate of silver shining through his hair and the tip of his fins. His purple pearl shimmered in the arm cuff on his right of his crossed arms, his crab responding in the same gesture. “Hoseok, think of the dangers.”

“I know. But hear me out – I did something so amazing last night!”

“Namjoon’s right, you know this.” Seokjin stepped in with a pointing finger embellished with his pearl, “And to pull that stunt, especially when father is visiting, you’re asking to be yelled at.” His small, very animated manta ray wiggled around Seokjin’s mannerisms, copying the same movements as he did.

Hoseok’s mouth formed a triangle frown. Resentment settling in the pit of his stomach along with a mix of emotions. “Can you just listen to me?”

“Then speak.” Heads turned over to the aloof green merman who seated himself on top of the turquoise sea-glass table. The side of his hair clipped back with a white barbed clam, allowing the rest of his deep brown wavy hair to flow naturally. Under his ear shined the dark pine colored pearl, just how Hoseok’s did. Taehyung’s fingers twirled around his pale jellyfishes’ ruffled tentacles, staring off into the distance in deep thought. “What was amazing?”

Hoseok scanned the eyes around him, taking in a strong breath before telling his otherworldly experience. The merfolk knew of legends, myths and facts about the land above. Artifacts that fallen down into their domains created curiosity but there were fears of the stories about merfolk traveling far too close to the coastline. Humans may be mystical to mer-people, but it was never wise to breach the surface to study them.

“And the lights started falling down after the loud bang! Fire burning and sizzling out in beautiful streams! It was so bright!” He exclaimed with his audience listening in. “But then the storm demolished the ship! It happened so fast!” Hoseok continued his dramatic story with such immense passion, comparing how humans and merfolk celebrated in similar ways.

It infatuated the listening ears, well, some more than others. “And then I saved her from the wreck! I saved her guys! I brought her to the shore and – “

“You what?”

Yoongi, with a tail of vibrant marmalade orange cut his younger brothers train of thought. His narrow coal cut eyes shot angry towards Hoseok. A menacing stare emitting from the shaggy dirty blonde-haired male, questioning his brother’s reckless behavior. “You went on land?!” His pet lionfish flared its fins at the tone of his owner’s voice, grumbling something about idiocy.

“She lived because of me!” Hoseok retorted, leveling up to the stinging tension that was rising quickly.

“You’re troublesome, really.” Yoongi chided. “She would have been fine if you were here in your palace! That storm wouldn’t have happened if it wasn’t for you!”

“You’re setting a bad example for the younger ones.” Seokjin nodded towards the wafting men who innocently drifted in the background of the conversation.

Hoseok fumbled over his words, mouth gaping open looking for words to fill into it. He knows his brothers aren’t wrong, they were just being cautious. But Hoseok felt like they looked down upon his widened spectrum, his drive to expand the knowledge about the world above. It wasn’t fair with all the limitations merfolk had, and even more restrictions for a Prince.

Hoseok grew quiet and reflective as days passed by. Obeying the tolls and jobs of his prince duties, being kind to other fish folk and leaning a helping hand for many in need. He stabilized his environment, praised the coral reefs that skirted his territory, even assisted with gathering the ripened fruits that sprouted from the gardens’ trees.

Though each and every day Hoseok pondered about the princess who lived above. Questioning to himself about her whereabouts, how she was doing and what she was doing. He dared to stare at the new statue that became his favorite décor in his luxurious field of flowers. A beautiful stone chiseled and sculpted to look like the princess, partially broken from the wreck of the ship, now stood in the middle of his oyster paddock.

When Hoseok wanted to be a daredevil, he succeeded in slipping away from the eyes of his staff and even his personal buddy. Rushing himself back to the surface where he loved so dearly to catch the linger of the air that dried his face and scales. Many times, he rose to the place where he had last seen Princess Y/n, where he left her on the sands before scurrying away. He always returned to his subterranean abode with a bit of sadness when he never saw her.

It was dawn when the first light creeped through the panels of Hoseok’s second study where he was toying around with one of his thingamajigs, trying to understand the use of it. He had an unexpected visitor in the middle of the night, a slither of a reflective shine catching his eye. An oily slick tinted film in the moonlight when he angled his tail in the right way.

“Taehyung.” Hoseok breathed, “You should have told me you were heading here; I would have arranged a genuine greeting for you when you entered the gates.”

He seemed cheerier during the night hours, maybe it was the relaxation of the disphotic zone or the cool temperament of fishes relaxing. Whichever excuse it may be, Taehyung always glowed better during the evening. “I’m sorry hyung – I wanted to check in on you. I was worried.”

They spent the entire night in deep thoughts, conversing to another about their worries and provinces. A few discussions about trades between regions, assembling plans and arrangements for brotherly gatherings. Taehyung found a fascination with a particular utensil from Hoseok’s study, a metal tool that had spikes at one end and a smooth handle on the other.

Throughout the night Hoseok confessed his sorrows to his younger brother, revealing his secret about the princess he had saved. How her beauty enchanted him, imprinting on his mind, how her statue now lays in the greens of his garden. The embarrassment crept up to him, distracting himself from his feelings as he showed Taehyung around his collection of human things.

“If my memory is correct, I believe I might know who your princess may be, because I have seen a castle above the waters.” Taehyung twirls the man-made gizmo around his fingers as he speaks. “When you mentioned her before in your story, I grew curious.”

Hoseok was caught off-guard from Taehyung’s words, stunned even. “Y – You know where she lives? You need to show me!” The aqua tailed man fluttered around with a sense of emergency, he held Taehyung’s hand pleading to him. “Please brother, show me what you know. It’s a wonderful morning already, the current is leveled, and the waters are clear!”

Embracing their arms together, Taehyung and Hoseok swam out past the palace walls into the blue of the ocean. Together they rose out of the water after miles of swimming, just in front of a tall bend in a cliff. They remained far off from the cost, deep enough to be unnoticed from the naked eye. But from their point of view they were able to see a castle with bright yellow stones, a flight of marble steps that led straight into the sea. Statues topped the pillars that outlined the walls, the building crowned with a Caspian blue. A great bay window faced toward the sea, the windows expanding long and wide.

The area was farther out from Hoseok’s natural comfort spot, he would pass this sector many times when he would visit up north to Taehyung’s realm.

From a closer look the two mermen can see silken curtains that hugged the frames of large bay windows, the walls inside decorated from top to bottom with magnificent paintings. Blurred bodies of servants walking across the tiled floors and expensive rugs. Deep within one of the larger rooms there was a fountain glittering with dancing water which sprouted from several areas surrounded by long stems and tendrils of plants.

“It’s so beautiful.” Hoseok whispered, creeping himself closer towards the castle that was built on the edge of the cliff. It was a real delight for the royal mermen to witness an abode so lovely, so riveting.

“This is the only castle I know of. I’m hoping this could be her palace.” Taehyung swam down, toying around with his small jellyfish in a fit of giggles. Dangling strands of seaweed around as if he’s forging the same motion as his buddy’s tentacles.

Hoseok dipped his head under, meeting up with the green tailed strides. “Thank you, Taehyung!” Hoseok’s arms entangled around Taehyung’s waist, spinning the two mermen in circles.

“It’s not far from the area where I saved her. Oh, I do hope this is her home!”

Taehyung beamed back a boxy smile, noticing the wild spirit of Hoseok shine. He was aware of the consequences of going to the surface, aware how enraged father could get when the sons acted up. But he was very happy to help out his brother – he saw something in Hoseok that he didn’t see in the others.

“Please, whatever you may do. Just be safe.” He petted the side of his brother’s hair, flicking his finger over Hoseok’s pearl earring.

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Cyornis

Malaysian Blue Flycatcher by Bernard DuPont, CC BY-SA 2.0

Etymology: Dark-Blue Bird

Classification: Dinosauromorpha, Dinosauriformes, Dracohors, Dinosauria, Saurischia, Eusaurischia, Theropoda, Neotheropoda, Averostra, Tetanurae, Orionides, Avetheropoda, Coelurosauria, Tyrannoraptora, Maniraptoromorpha, Maniraptoriformes, Maniraptora, Pennaraptora, Paraves, Eumaniraptora, Averaptora, Avialae, Euavialae, Avebrevicauda, Pygostaylia, Ornithothoraces, Euornithes, Ornithuromorpha, Ornithurae, Neornithes, Neognathae, Neoaves, Inopinaves, Telluraves, Australaves, Eufalconimorphae, Psittacopasserae, Passeriformes, Eupasseres, Passeri, Euoscines, Passerides, Core Passerides, Muscicapida, Muscicapoidea, Muscicapidae

Referred Species: C. hainanus (Hainan Blue Flycatcher), C. unicolor (Pale Blue Flycatcher), C. ruckii (Rück’s Blue Flycatcher), C. herioti (Blue-Breasted Flycatcher), C. pallidipes (White-Bellied Blue Flycatcher), C. poliogenys (Pale-Chinned Blue Flycatcher), C. banyumas (Hill Blue Flycatcher), C. magnirostris (Large Blue Flycatcher), C. lemprieri (Palawan Blue Flycatcher), C. tickelliae (Tickell’s Blue Flycatcher), C. caerulatus (Sunda Blue Flycatcher), C. superbus (Bornean Blue Flycatcher), C. rubeculoides (Blue-Throated Blue Flycatcher), C. glaucicomans (Chinese Blue Flycatcher), C. turcosus (Malaysian Blue Flycatcher), C. rufigastra (Mangrove Blue Flycatcher), C. djampeanus (Tanahjampea Blue Flycatcher), C. omissus (Sulawesi Blue Flycatcher), C. hyacinthinus (Timor Blue Flycatcher), C. hoevelli (Blue-Fronted Blue Flycatcher), C. sanfordi (Matinan Blue Flycatcher), C. concretus (White-Tailed Flycatcher), C. oscillans (Russet-Backed Jungle Flycatcher), C. brunneatus (Brown-Chested Jungle Flycatcher), C. nicobaricus (Nicobar Jungle Flycatcher), C. olivaceus (Fulvous-Chested Jungle Flycatcher), C. umbratilis (Grey-Chested Jungle Flycatcher), C. ruficauda (Rufous-Tailed Jungle Flycatcher), C. colonus (Sula Jungle Flycatcher), C. pelingensis (Banggai Jungle Flycatcher)

Status: Extant, Critically Endangered - Least Concern

Time and Place: WIthin the last 10,000 years; in the Holocene epoch of the Quaternary period

Cyornis is known from the Indian subcontinent and southeast Asia, as well as islands of the Philippines and Indonesia within Oceania

Physical Description: The Blue Flycatchers are a group of small passerines, usually with some blue coloration in the males, though not always - and these males can be entirely blue, just blue on their backs and wings, or only have blue heads. The males can also have lighter blue stripes along their eyes. Some species also have blue females, which can be as brilliantly colored as the males or slightly duller in color. Most of the time, though, the females are brown in color. One or both sexes can be found with orange breast patches in some of the species; and some have entirely orange necks, breasts, and bellies. Some species have grey patches on their chests, heads, and backs, especially in the females. At least a few species are less brown than they are olive-greenish in color, or have grey patches on their faces. They range overall from 13 to 19 centimeters in length, but the vast majority of species are 15 centimeters long from beak to tail - in other words, about as long as the average pen or pencil. They usually weigh only around 20 grams. They have short, thin, and pointed beaks for catching their usual food source, insects. They also have small round heads and fairly large eyes for those heads. They have fairly short tails and round bodies

Diet: Cyornis primarily feeds on flies, as the name would suggest. However, most species do branch out into other small insects such as bees, ants, and aphids. Some species are known to eat beetles and other larger insects. Spiders and other, non-insect invertebrates are known to be fed upon by some species in this genus. At least one species has been documented eating a frog.

Pale Blue-Flycatcher by Francesco Veronesi, CC BY-SA 2.0

Behavior: Cyornis usually forages alone or in pairs, principally during the breeding season. At least a few species do feed together in large, mixed-species flocks in the tree canopy. However, the majority of these birds prefer a less crowded existence, and even will defend feeding territories during the non-breeding season. The level at which these birds feed depends on the species; most prefer the canopy of the trees, but some will be found in the undergrowth and midstory. Some also will forage on the ground. They do make aerial pursuits of food, and many species of Blue Flycatcher will chase after flies on the wing.

Cynornis varies in its movement patterns, with some species being entirely stationary, and others having extensive migration patterns in response to the flow of the rainy season. This is primarily based on home range habitat more than any other factor. Some species also migrate between elevations.

These birds make a wide variety of calls, usually trilling ones with a variety of ticks, tchuts, taks, titus, tsats, trrt, and other short shrill sounds. Some songs in some species are a little bit more distinctive, with at least two species having a call that vaguely sounds like “hello mummy”. Calls can vary within a species, as well, with intenser and weaker calls being switched between based on the situation at hand.

White-Bellied Blue Flycatcher by AjitK332, CC BY-SA 4.0

The Blue Flycatchers mainly breed between April and July, with some island species breeding as early as February to as late as September, depending on the species in question. For those whose breeding patterns are known, nests are primarily built out of twigs by the females and placed within the foliage and branches in a cup shape; males can help with nest building but primarily they aid in incubation of the eggs and guarding the nest. Clutches are usually two to three eggs, and juveniles of this genus are usually around by September and October; periods of incubation and fledgling are not well known. Though mating behavior is not well known, they seem to only form monogamous pairs for a specific breeding season, and do not remain together in the off-season, where they return to solitary habits.

Ecosystem: These birds live primarily in tropical wet and moist forests in Southeastern Asia and Oceania, at varying elevations and varying heights in the tree canopy, as well as varying places within the tree density of the forest. Many species live at the forest edge, others in the dense secondary growth portions of the jungle. At least a few species live in dry forests rather than wet ones, though the bulk of this genus are associated with more moist habitats. One species is unique in living entirely in coastal mangrove forests, associated with the entire coastline of the Philippines.

Hill Blue Flycatcher by J. J. Harrison, CC BY-SA 3.0

While their predators are not well known, at least a few species are subject to brood parasitism from cuckoos - so the cuckoo will lay their egg in the nest of the Cyornis.

Other: While most species of this genus are not threatened with extinction or only near threatened, at least a few are vulnerable to extinction. One species, the Rück’s Blue Flycatcher, is critically endangered due to an original small population size and limited habitat range, made worse due to habitat loss.

Species Differences: The variety of species primarily differ due to plumage variation and range, as well as specifics of the calls and habitat.

Hainan Blue Flycatcher by Rushenb, CC BY 2.0

The Hainan Blue-Flycatcher, C. hainanus, has brown females with orange breast patches; and dark blue males with light blue eye stripes. They live mainly in mixed deciduous forests in Southeast Asia.

The Pale Blue-Flycatcher, C. unicolor, has males that are lighter in blue color with sky blue chest patches; the females are brown and lack any orange chest plumage. They live mainly in moist lowland forests in Southeast Asia and Indonesia.

The Rück’s Blue Flycatcher, C. ruckii, has bright orange females and bright blue males; they live mainly in lowland forests in a specific corner of Indonesia, heavily affected by logging patterns.

The Blue-Breasted Flycatcher, C. herioti, is similar in appearance to the Hainan Blue-Flycatcher; the males differ only in having orange patches around the belly. They live mainly in lowland forests in the Philippines.

The White-Bellied Blue-Flycatcher, C. pallidipes, is also similar to the Blue-Breasted and Hainan species; it differs in its range - it is primarily found in dense broadleaf forests along the westernmost coast of India.

Mangrove Blue Flycatcher by Lip Kee, CC BY-SA 2.0

The Mangrove Blue-Flycatcher, C. rufigastra, has blue males and females again, with the females having slight white patches around their beaks. They also have completely orange bellies and necks. These birds stand out from the others by living entirely in coastal mangrove habitats around the edges of the Philippines, and are the most specialized species in this genus.

The Pale-Chinned Flycatcher, C. poliogenys, is not blue at all; both sexes are identical, with taupe backs, heads, and wings and pale yellow bellies, and they have orange tails as well. They are found in broadleaf and evergreen forests across India and Bangladesh.

The Hill Blue-Flycatcher, C. banyumas, has extensive orange patches on their chests, and the males are mainly blue elsewhere while the females are taupe. They live in newly growing broadleaf forests, as well as bamboo thickets, in Southeastern Asia and parts of Indonesia.

The Large Blue-Flycatcher, C. magnirostris, has completely yellow-orange bellies on the blue-backed males, and less orange females. It lives in evergreen forests in India and Indonesia, and is one of the strongest migratory species in this genus.

The Palawan Blue-Flycatcher, C. lemprieri, is a darker blue than the others we’ve seen so far, and the females are notable in having a grey head and a tauple body. They live mainly in lowland dry forests in the Philippines.

Tickell’s BLue-Flycatcher by J. J. Harrison, CC BY-SA 3.0

The Tickell’s Blue-Flycatcher, C. tickelliae, has both sexes with blue coloration! The males differ from the females mainly in being a slightly brighter blue. They live in open dry woodlands and bamboo gardens throughout the Indian Subcontinent.

The Large-Billed Blue-Flycatcher, C. caerulatus, has bright blue males and mainly brown females, though the females also have aqua colored tails. Both sexes have orange bellies and chests. They live in lowland mixed forest in Indonesia.

The Bornean Blue-Flycatcher, C. superbus, has males with dark blue wings and tails and black spots on their faces, but lighter blue backs and heads. The females are almost entirely brown. They live in lower mountain forests in Indonesia.

Blue-Throated Blue Flycatcher by Dibyendu Ash, CC BY-SA 4.0

The Blue-Throated Blue-Flycatcher, C. rubeculoides, has males with slight blue patches going across the chest. The females also have this patch, but otherwise are entirely brown. They live in dense broadleaf forest in southern India and along the Himalayas, going down to Southeast Asia.

The Malay Blue-Flycatcher, C. turcosus, has blue females and males again, the males differing by being slightly more vibrant than the females. These birds live mainly in swamp-forests in Indonesia.

The Tanahjampea Blue-Flycatcher, C. djampeanus, also has identical males and females, with the females only lacking slight white patches on their throats as found in males. In general, these birds are dark blue, with orange throats and bellies. They live in old growth forest patches in isolated southern Indonesian islands.

The Timor Blue-Flycatcher, C. hyacinthinus, has dark blue males with aqua shoulder patches, and females that have aqua heads and tails, but brown wings and back. The males have orange bellies and blue heads, while the females have orange necks and bellies. They live in monsoon forests in Indonesia.

Chinese Blue Flycatcher by J. J. Harrison, CC BY-SA 3.0

The Chinese Blue-Flycatcher, C. glaucicomans, looks very similar to the Blue-Throated Blue-Flycatcher! They differ primarily in living farther west, both within Southeast Asia and in China. They’re found in dense undergroath and ravine forests.

The Matinan Flycatcher, C. sanfordi, has brown bodies and white bellies, with greyish-blue heads. They live in hill and mountain forests in Sulawesi.

The White-Tailed Flycatcher, C. concretus, has blue males with larger, more fan-like tails than other species in this genus. The females also have somewhat bigger tails, but they are primarily brown in color. These birds live in dense lowland forests, in Southeastern Asia and Indonesia.

The Russet-Backed Jungle-Flycatcher, C. oscillans, is brown in both sexes, with lighter brown wingtips and grey underbellies. They have grey patches over their eyes, and lighter brown tails. These Flycatchers live in dense jungle forest, sometimes at higher elevations, primarily in Indonesia.

The Brown-Chested Jungle-Flycatcher, C. brunneatus, is a more olive color in both sexes, with olive-brown bodies and darker brown wings, and white underbellies. They live on the edges of broadleaf evergreen forests in eastern China, and southern Malaysia.

Blue-Fronted Flycatcher by Francesco Veronesi, CC BY-SA 2.0

The Blue-Fronted Flycatcher, C. hoevelli, has males and females with brown bodies and orange bellies, with both having blue heads - the females have blue-grey heads, while the males have bright blue heads with light blue stripes over the eyes. They live in mountain forests in Sulawesi.

The Nicobar Jungle-Flycatcher, C. nicobaricus, is dark brown all over its body, with white bellies and lighter brown heads. They live on the forest edge and in the underbrush, primarily in Indonesian islands.

The Fulvous-Chested Jungle-Flycatcher, C. olivaceus, has a taupe colored head, a light brown chest, white bellies and necks, medium brown backs and tails, and darker brown wings. They live in lowland dry forests in Indonesia.

The Grey-Chested Jungle-Flycatcher, C. umbratilis, is mainly chestnut brown all over its body, apart from a white neck and body. It lives in lowland evergreen forests, as well as peat swamps along the coast, entirely within Indonesia and Malaysia.

The Rufous-Tailed Jungle-Flycatcher has orange-brown tails, but otherwise look like the other Jungle-Flycatchers, with brown bodies and lighter brown patches on the chests and bellies, with mostly white bellies. They live in lowland forests of the Philippines.

The Henna-Tailed Jungle-Flycatcher has a light brown tail and more olive colored feathers all over its body, with darker brown back feathers and lighter brown belly feathers. It lives in undisturbed forests in Indonesia.

Sulawesi Blue Flycatcher by Jason Thompson, CC BY 2.0

And, finally, the Sulawesi Blue-Flycatcher, C. omissus, has blue males and females. The males have black patches on their faces, while the females have brown patches instead. They live in mountain forests on the island of Sulawesi in Indonesia.

~ By Meig Dickson

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ICG Group C Recruitment 2022 – Apply for 80 Fireman, MTS Vacancy Jobs in Chennai | 10th, ITI Can Eligible

ICG Group C Recruitment 2022 – Indian Coast Guard invites job notification for the post of Fireman, MTS, Store Keeper, Fitter, Painter, Engine Driver, Laborer. This application form will be available in the Official Website joinindiancoastguard.gov.in. The interested and eligible candidates can apply for Indian Coast Guard Jobs 2022 notification from 22 January 2022 to 20 February 2022. For this…

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We were proceeding up the coast and started to go to one of the points off the coast and GPS took us to the entrance to La Farge Quarry. There was a sign telling us to turn around because it’s private property. We did and ended up at another point which had a lighthouse on Presque Isle, which we were told means almost an island in French. As you may have guessed, it's really a peninsula. We drove past the lighthouse to the water where they had a picnic area to have lunch. A very peaceful place and there was a beautifully carved and engraved granite bench in memory of a man who obviously loved that point. We decided to go back and take a look at the Lighthouse Museum which was free. There was a curator there who goes through a part of the history and then we explored on our own. After Owen finished his introduction, we asked where he was from. He said North Carolina and I said me too, where in North Carolina? He said near Winston-Salem and that piqued both our interests. I asked him to be more specific and I think he was getting irritated but he said Clemmons. I said we were there two weeks ago because our friend lives near Clemmonsville Road in Winston-Salem. It turns out he's been vacationing up here for 20 some years and now spends his summer up here doing docent work at the Lighthouse. The lighthouse was nice and we climbed up this one just to say we have been in a lighthouse. Today was a long day of mostly driving. We ended up in Mackinaw City for the night. In the morning we went to a 1800s reenactment settlement in downtown. That was very interesting. Everything there was authentic, with birch bark canoes, the dress of the people including some Indian outfits and ladies spinning yarn, etcetera. Pictures will give a more complete story. About mid-morning it was time to cross the famous Mackinac Bridge. It’s a toll bridge and only cost $10 for a two axle RV. We found out that whether the word ends or C it's pronounced as a w because that's the way the Native Americans pronounced it. Now we all know. We just drove north headed toward a town called Brimley which had one of the three National Scenic roads in Michigan. On the way there we stop for “Provisions” in an out of the way place off Interstate 75. While we're walking to the store a man came up to me and said is that your rig. I said yes and offered to show it to him while Elizabeth did some shopping. As we're walking there I found out Tom was retired Navy and was suffering from agent-orange poisoning from at least two tours in Vietnam. But the interesting fact was, while we were in the van and we talked about him being a navigator on gunships in Vietnam he said something in German which means what goes up must come down which I translated that he had crashed at least once. That started a whole new conversation. His father was an officer in the Luftwaffe during the war and was granted permission to come to America where he was interned near Detroit while they investigated is fitness for staying in America. He grew up speaking German, but was told not to speak German when he started school. We went back to the grocery store and had another long conversation where he explained to us about his service in Vietnam and some of the things he did which were pretty hairy. He was there when the Tet offensive started and flew in a gunship that went up to Hue to help attack the 25000 NVA. They got to the city we're taking fire from artillery and a pilot had Tom take over the navigation to set up the rockets. They fired all the rockets and knocked out most of the artillery. then took the gunship down between the buildings with about 5 feet to spare with both door gunners firing their 7.62s, they flew down the street lighting up the buildings on each side at NVA who were hiding in. We could have talked for hours but we only talked for about 30 minutes longer than we started to. One of the men who lived in his town and I think was a relative was in the group that got attacked in Afghanistan by 300 Taliban from that group that got attacked back in 2009 He didn’t survive. Very interesting. Aug 3 We took the road from Brimley around to Whitefish Bay through Paradise to Whitefish Point. On the way we stopped at a state park look for a campsite. When we got to entrance to the park, the sign said they were full. We asked if there were any other campgrounds around they said no. One girl looked another and said we do have one spot and we can let you have for tonight if you're only staying one night. We said is it near the bathhouse? She said not very far. It's our handicap site that we hold open till the end of the day but you can have it. I don't even remember what we paid because she didn't give me a receipt. We had the only large paved level parking space but you can almost spit to the bathroom. We learned now how to get the last spot in a Michigan State Park and the end of the day. It was a great spot and it rained during the evening so we just chilled out and got ready to drive up to Whitefish Point, the end of the national Scenic Highway. We went to see some falls but they weren't quite as spectacular as some Falls we've seen, but they lower falls were two levels and the minerals in the water make it look like they're rusty. At Whitefish Point, we saw the maritime Shipwreck Museum included four buildings incorporating the old Coast Guard Station there. The exhibit was very moving because it talked only about all the shipwrecks and how many people had been killed including the famous Edmund Fitzgerald wreck. They had a video about that which it look like footage maybe from the other ship that was with them, because it was very realistic. After that we backtracked to go past the Upper Falls of the river we had seen but we didn't go in to look at that fall. We took a chance and headed north to the shores of Lake Superior to take an “improved” gravel road along the lake to the pictured rocks National Lakeshore. The gravel road was pretty bumpy but doable at about 25 miles an hour. We got a little worried when a few rain squalls popped up which could have made the road impassable, but it didn't rain that much. There was another RV in front of us way ahead and many cars, trucks and vans meeting us so we knew the road was passable. After about 15 miles, we hit a paved highway and went on the Grand Marais. It was time to stop for lunch again. While eating lunch, a man walked by and said is it already Miller time. I told him to look at the plate on the front of our RV and he said I guess it is 5:00 somewhere and it's just about noon here. As you might imagine, we ended up having a long discussion about the area. He has a hunting lodge about 15 miles back where we came from and his wife was down the bank from where we were eating picking wild raspberries for a pie. Steve was an interesting character. He told us that in the middle of June, the bay in front of us is a Derby for seaplanes and pontoon boat flying in to do tricks, aerobatics, etc. He got one of the pilots to get him a ride in an old two seater Otter to look at his property from the air. Steve sat in the front seat and the pilot flew from the backseat. He also pointed out to the breakwaters where 3 boys ages 14 and 16 had been swept off in a storm and we should go see the plaque at the end of the point. We would never have known about that if we had not had that chance encounter with Steve. One of the boys are rescued by crazy person who jumped in the water to try to help him. Steve reminded us that Lake Superior makes its own weather patterns and it can get violent in a hurry. We meandered through the National Lakeshore, which has the Pictured Rocks, stopping off at some of the pull outs until we got to Munising. At first we didn't think we're going to find a campground but we found one that was newly opened and told them we were on our way. We passed a really nice campground on the way that had spaces but we had told those people to hold Campground for us so we went on to it. It had only been opened a month and they gave me a 10% military discount. We had booked a campground in Christmas, Michigan, founded 1936! We only booked one night and when we got there a campsite we drove past an RV just like ours accept a slightly different model with a small slide out and a Murphy bed. After dinner, we walked over to chat with Jim and Linda call. Theirs is a 2014 so we discussed some of the similar issues that we both have had. His refrigerator will only work on gas right now so they had had to throw a whole refrigerator food away because they've been gone most of the day on an Excursion in their Jeep. I told him about the engine light problem but didn't discuss the electrical problem we're having with the main circuit board. They really like the RV and they live in Utah after retiring from the Civil Service in the Maryland area. We kept talking and it turns out Linda has a mitral valve problem also. I told her to go to Cleveland Clinic but she says her insurance company doesn't want to do a prophylactic fix. I told her mine was leaking but my insurance company fixed it even though I was not having major trouble. She has when I consider the worst insurance company in the world, Blue Cross Blue Shield. I told her I’d totally ditch that company and get a good HMO. Probably overstepped my bounds there but I had nothing but trouble with BCBS when I was forced to have that when I worked for the state of North Carolina. We exchanged emails and we will hopefully keep in touch with them. Well it's Sunday morning and very muggy and overcast. We have a boat tour scheduled for two to ride along the shores of Lake Superior paralleling the pictured Rock National Lakeshore. We will spend one more night at a different Campground because while this Campground is new and it has a wonderful bathroom, there is only one stall in the men's room for about 70 campers. Granted the sites come with full hookups, but they're ours many tents and pop up campers that don't have full hookups. We're glad we didn't reserve two nights here. The other Campground is closer to town and is $10 a night cheaper right on the lake. More to follow with pictures soon. We have to close our windows almost every night because of the camp fires. Why do 98% of the people think we enjoy smelling like smoke and polluting our lungs? Ugh. Aug 5 – Aug 6 AM We got up and had a relaxing morning with a nice long walk to the outskirts of Christmas, Michigan and back to our campground. We checked out a little early went to the new campground before we're able to park to pay for the spot and go downtown for our lake cruise. We got a nice parking spot near the boat dock and just killed time until the boat left. We were told to be there early because the line starts to form to be on the top deck. We got there 45 minutes early and there were already 6 people in line in front of us. We got really good seats on the upper deck. The weather was overcast, but warm and the wind was what was produced by the boat. After we got out of the no wake zone, the boat picked up speed and we headed out to the Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore. You'll see that at the end of the array of photos after this narrative. They're very hard to describe in words and we hope the pictures do them justice. This morning we take a glass bottom boat tour to see some shipwrecks. After that, we will continue on up the Upper Peninsula in the direction of the place that we will take airplane ride over to the Isle Royale National Park. We have five days to get there so we should make it in time.

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