"Mommy, tell us a bedtime story!"

"Yes Mommy, do, do!" 

A pair of twin girls sat in their own beds in a small cosy room, their big, bright eyes looking expectantly at their mother. Bedtime stories were the best part of the day, at least their five-year-old brains thought so. Lessons were rather boring and difficult, but bedtime stories by Mommy? Never.

Mommy rolled her eyes and sighed with a smile. How could she refuse her beautiful daughters' request? Besides, she enjoyed reading stories to them, while they were still this young, innocent and simple-minded at least. Before long, they would have grown up right in front of her eyes and she had wished they were this little and this keen to listen to her storytelling sessions.

"Alright, alright. Mommy will do so." Mommy had already planned which story to tell them tonight. In between her daughters' squeals of delight and the flipping of pages of an old notebook in hand, Mommy said,"Eda, Emily, have you both heard of the love story between a man named Noah and a mermaid named Luna?" 

"No..." Eda and Emily shook their heads.

"Good, because Mommy will tell you their story tonight..."

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