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Long ago, Ninjago faced one of the most devastating catastrophes since the beginning of time.
The mythical serpent Wohira had plunged the island into chaos, rising the oceans, creating storms without end.
But she was defeated by the ocean itself.
The names and details have been lost in time… The people know the story thanks to the fishermen, who say that they have seen the personification of the ocean, who saved Ninjago decades ago.
A woman that became one with the sea.
She still lives, swimming underwater, alongside sea animals, free.
They have seldom seen her come out of the sea. And when she does, she’s always accompanied.
Behind her there’s always a creature, one of a kind, never seen before. Is almost always mistaken for a dolphin, but there’re people who have seen it has human features.
The fishermen say that is half human, half fish.
People always see them together, jumping near the coast, until they disappear again in the depths of the sea, just as fast as they appeared. They even make you doubt you ever saw a thing.
The myth remains a lot among fishermen, since they say that the appearance of both helps them to know if there will be abundance or scarcity of fishes.
They’re always wandering on the beaches, looking for them to have a sign.
And when they found them, they’re there by the sea, in their little world, like no one else is there.
The ocean woman dances to the beat of what the scaly man is singing.
And that’s what the fishermen are looking for.
If the woman dances looking at the sea, they’ll know that it’ll bring times of abundance in that place. If the woman dances with her back to the ocean, the scarcity will be present in that place.
Apart from the fishermen, rarely have people been able to witness that show.
Since I was little, I always have had a fascination for the sea and its stories, and I’ve been hoping I could meet the two of them one day.
See them enjoy each other’s company by the sea or jumping like dolphins near the coast.
Without a doubt, it’s a myth of the ocean that I’d like to witness with my own eyes so I can stop calling it a myth.
Maybe it’s been a long time to know who they were before having those forms, but surely something must unite them beyond the bond they have for the ocean.