Entering the room watching the small elderly woman bustling about hanging her tops along the walls in a decorative manner while I watched wondering why I had never thought of that. The fish net tops had become popular among us since I had left. They were decorated with more shells, starfish, and other small oceanic life forms, making them perfect for not only decorative pieces, but also functional to support our breasts. Smiling softly at the elderly woman as she gracefully floated back down to meet me. It was like looking into a mirror, which had sped up my own aging process significantly. This woman really could be my grandmother, and not just some ruse to get her into the palace. Removing my shocked look from my face, turning around, and admiring her work.
“This is absolutely beautiful
