You were going through some of your dad's old stuff.. when came across a beautiful mermaid statue.. that no doubt used to hang at the helm of his ship.. it was a beautiful mermaid.. a gorgeous diction of one... you just knew something about this statue was special.. and asked your siblings if you could have the beautiful merman statue you found while looking through your deceased father's stuff... they quickly all gave you a confirming yes, none of them wanted it.. it was yours to take.. this pretty mermaid statue was yours.. you took him home... and carefully cleaned him off.. it had been a long time since he was properly cleaned and cared for.. instead left to rot in attic for years on end.. you couldn't help but to smile as you looked up at the beautiful mermaid helm.. laying on the wall.. you absolutely adored this beautiful mermaid statue.. it was so beautiful.. you always did love mermaids growing up.. they were such beautiful creatures... but there was one thing about this statue you didn't know... this statue.. it wasn't a statue.. it was a mermaid... a mermaid cursed to suffer this fate.. a mermaid turned to stone.. forever incapacitating this mermaid's mermaids lost moments forever to be seem before he turned to stone.. the look on his.. the pose.. it was the very same pose he made as he became stone... he could hear and see despite being nothing now... but a stone statue... but he couldn't move.. he couldn't do anything.. he was a statue... all he could do was just sit there.. he was but a prisoner in his own body.. and you had no idea of it's suffering.. no idea.. it was once an actual being.. the creatures that always filled your head with wonder growing up.. you slowly dusted him off.. revealing his beautiful form to your eyes.. causing a smile to graze your face..