Miramar, She Who Mirrors the Sea, Translator of the Many Songs, resurfaced, smiling and nodding her head, an affirmation of my new-found knowledge.
“I was the HeartSeer all along!” I exclaimed, still high and shocked from seeing my face.
Suddenly I realized that some part of me knew the whole time. Why it took me a hunt for a fire dragon in a cave and crazy journey to the Edge of the West and nearly drowning while swimming out to find a cryptic mermaid to “find out”, I don’t know.
“Always the last to know,” I said, shaking my head.
“Does the full moon ask why it wasn’t whole last week? Does summer arrive mourning winter? The big hard sun and the great sea dissolves all and calls forth new things when they are ready. Everything arrives on time,” Miramar said.
And I knew that I was now ready to descend into the Great Sea. The Obsidian Key was down there somewhere.
“Follow me. I can take you as far as the Sei. He will take you further and faster than I am able to. You will not be able to understand WhaleSong, but I will translate for you.
She applied a gooey kelp bandage to my heel, wrapping it with a seaweed cord, stopping the bleeding. Then she put her spiral shell to her lips, took a deep breath and blew hard. The conch emitted a sound so high-pitched that I had to cover my ears.
I grabbed hold of her waist and we launched towards the open sea. The sun began to sink into the horizon, the sky turning lavender, pink, and orange. After several hours of swimming through the waves, a long and very loud squeal reverberated through the water, like the groan and creak of the sea itself. A giant body emerged ahead of us, bigger than any creature I have ever seen in my life–fins as large as walls, a mouth as large as building.
Miramar translated. He says, “The time as come for you to grow your sea lungs and dive down deep.”
Another raspy ocean shriek, like the sound of steel stretching.
Miramar continued to tell me what the giant was saying: “Grow your ocean ears and bend the ear of your heart closely. Listen for the echoes of sublime bass notes resonating through the fibers of your being.”
I merely floated before this beast called Sei, absorbing the message.
“League by league settle into the soul-tide quiet depths of true voice.”
“Step away from the noise of the middle world and keep falling until you reach the mariana trench of your true self.”
“There you will find the Obsidian Key on Gold Ring, the key to your Rainbow Home. It was thrown into the Great Sea many moons ago, not by the Evil Dwarf King, nor by his henchmen. No, it was you who tossed it aside. Out of fear, out of pain, you abandoned your own home.”
“Further down is a mystery where no one goes, yet from which all emerges.
“To enter, you must leave all behind. You have seen your true face in the water, but now you must leave even that behind, going alone into the trench without image or name.”
“Quieter and quieter yet, the deepest voice emerges, Unborn and Unknown.”
“Perhaps it one voice, perhaps it is none at all. It is not for me to say. Even the Great Sea does not know.”
“Are you ready to risk yourself in deep waters?”
“I am here,” I said.
With that, the mouth of the giant beast called Sei opened. The force of the water rushed in, dragging me into itself.
The last thing I saw was the dark cave of its stomach. Then pure blackness.
With a huge splash of its tale, the beast plunged – with the HeartSeer inside – into the depths and disappeared.