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a beetle may or may not be inferior to a man
Tua Iona had been raised on superstition, myths, and legends since he was a child.
He personally didn't believe any of it at his current age, but when he was younger, he used to hang off of every word. His mother used to tell him that she had been given a closed lei as a welcoming gift when she was pregnant with Tua and his twin, Malani, and then when they were born he had had the umbilical cord wrapped around his neck. She claimed the lei had been bad luck, and if it had been made open rather than closed, there would've been fewer complications. He later found out that it was very common for babies to have umbilical cords wrapped around their necks, and that it wasn't as dangerous as it sounded. That was around the time he had started to have his suspicions about all the stories he'd been told, but it didn't change the fact he had a passion for continuing to spread them around to younger people in his town.
His personal favorite to talk about was the Mo'o, water spirits that supposedly could shape-shift into the form of a woman and one of a lizard-like creature. They lived in salt water and fresh water, and if you were to eat fish from the area they lived, they would taste bitter. Between that and there being foam on the water, that was how one could tell if a Mo'o was in the area. They could also grow huge, apparently, and that was a trait that the kids liked to hang onto. There were a couple myths and legends surrounding them, as well as people claiming to have seen them in specific area, but like many other things, Tua didn't believe it. He simply liked them because they were connected to the water, something that he had always loved.
It wasn't all surprising he'd gotten into surfing, but that was frankly a topic for a different time.
Of course, any talk of Mo'o, or any other sort of Hawaiian story, ceased when his mother decided they were packing up and leaving to move to some more northern setting. Apparently, they didn't have the money to live where they were any more, and a change of scenery would do them good anyway. Or, that was what she claimed; Tua was fairly sure that was just said to try and make him and Malani feel better. Not that it mattered, because before he knew it, they had moved and he was stuck working at a diner with barely any time to himself. In fact, he hadn't been able to go surfing since they arrived, and only got the chance when Malani had kicked him out of the diner and taken his shift.
All of this together- his interest in surfing, the move, the stories of the Mo'o, and Malani taking his shift -had eventually led to the situation he was currently in, the situation being that he had fallen off his surf board and his tether had somehow gotten unattached, leaving him stranded in the water. While he had a good record when it came to holding his breath, swimming up through a wave was a task, especially when he was pretty sure he was hallucinating. After all, that was the only thing that could explain what he'd seen before he'd fallen: a person with a fish tail. He knew that that would be called a mermaid around this area, but he'd had a brief moment of shock where he wondered if maybe the things he'd been told were, in fact, true.
Of course, that moment of shock had sent him into the water, where he was struggling to get back up to the surface. He was too far out to be noticed, yet close enough that he held some sort of hope for the situation. He tried to swim upward, with little luck. If this was how he died, he was going to haunt his sister, that he was sure of. Not that it was her fault, but it was her insistence that had sent him out there in the first place.
He personally didn't believe any of it at his current age, but when he was younger, he used to hang off of every word. His mother used to tell him that she had been given a closed lei as a welcoming gift when she was pregnant with Tua and his twin, Malani, and then when they were born he had had the umbilical cord wrapped around his neck. She claimed the lei had been bad luck, and if it had been made open rather than closed, there would've been fewer complications. He later found out that it was very common for babies to have umbilical cords wrapped around their necks, and that it wasn't as dangerous as it sounded. That was around the time he had started to have his suspicions about all the stories he'd been told, but it didn't change the fact he had a passion for continuing to spread them around to younger people in his town.
His personal favorite to talk about was the Mo'o, water spirits that supposedly could shape-shift into the form of a woman and one of a lizard-like creature. They lived in salt water and fresh water, and if you were to eat fish from the area they lived, they would taste bitter. Between that and there being foam on the water, that was how one could tell if a Mo'o was in the area. They could also grow huge, apparently, and that was a trait that the kids liked to hang onto. There were a couple myths and legends surrounding them, as well as people claiming to have seen them in specific area, but like many other things, Tua didn't believe it. He simply liked them because they were connected to the water, something that he had always loved.
It wasn't all surprising he'd gotten into surfing, but that was frankly a topic for a different time.
Of course, any talk of Mo'o, or any other sort of Hawaiian story, ceased when his mother decided they were packing up and leaving to move to some more northern setting. Apparently, they didn't have the money to live where they were any more, and a change of scenery would do them good anyway. Or, that was what she claimed; Tua was fairly sure that was just said to try and make him and Malani feel better. Not that it mattered, because before he knew it, they had moved and he was stuck working at a diner with barely any time to himself. In fact, he hadn't been able to go surfing since they arrived, and only got the chance when Malani had kicked him out of the diner and taken his shift.
All of this together- his interest in surfing, the move, the stories of the Mo'o, and Malani taking his shift -had eventually led to the situation he was currently in, the situation being that he had fallen off his surf board and his tether had somehow gotten unattached, leaving him stranded in the water. While he had a good record when it came to holding his breath, swimming up through a wave was a task, especially when he was pretty sure he was hallucinating. After all, that was the only thing that could explain what he'd seen before he'd fallen: a person with a fish tail. He knew that that would be called a mermaid around this area, but he'd had a brief moment of shock where he wondered if maybe the things he'd been told were, in fact, true.
Of course, that moment of shock had sent him into the water, where he was struggling to get back up to the surface. He was too far out to be noticed, yet close enough that he held some sort of hope for the situation. He tried to swim upward, with little luck. If this was how he died, he was going to haunt his sister, that he was sure of. Not that it was her fault, but it was her insistence that had sent him out there in the first place.