Guran, Paula (ed) - Mermaids and Other Mysteries of the Deep / Гуран, Пола (ред) - Русалки и другие тайны глубин [2015, EPUB, ENG]

Swell short story by Elizabeth Bear Driftglass / Стекляшки short story by Samuel R. Delany The Sea Change / ...И моря перемены poem by Neil Gaiman Miss Carstairs and the Merman / Мисс Карстэрс и амфибий novelette by Delia Sherman Sea-Hearts novella by Margo Lanagan The Drowned Mermaid short story by Christopher Barzak Abyssus Abyssum Invocat short story by Genevieve Valentine Each to Each novelette by Seanan McGuire Somewhere Beneath Those Waves Was Her Home short story by Sarah Monette Salt Wine novelette by Peter S. Beagle The Mermaid of the Concrete Ocean short story by Caitlín R. Kiernan Flotsam short story by Amanda Downum The Mermaids Singing Each to Each short story by Cat Rambo Rusalka short fiction by Anna Taborska The Mermaid Game short fiction by Chris Howard The Nebraskan and the Nereid short story by Gene Wolfe A Good Husband short story by Angela Slatter Letters to a Body on the Cusp of Drowning short story by A. C. Wise The Corridors of the Sea short story by Jane Yolen Forever, Miss Tapekwa County short story by Lisa L. Hannett Urchins, While Swimming / Мальчишки видели в воде short story by Catherynne M. Valente Magritte's Secret Agent novelette by Tanith Lee

The Nebraskan was walking near the sea, when he saw her. Two dark eyes, a rounded shoulder with a hint of breast, and a flash of thigh; then she was gone. A moment later he heard a faint splash—or perhaps it was only the fabled seventh wave, the wave that is stronger than the rest, breaking on the rocks. Almost running, he strode to the edge of the little bluff and looked east across the sea. The blue waters of the Saronikos Kolpos showed whitecaps, but nothing else. “Then felt I like some watcher of the skies,” he muttered to himself, “When a new planet swims into his ken; or like stout Cortez, when with eagle eyes, he stared at the Pacific and all his men . . . ” He groped for a moment for the final two lines, as he studied the bluff. “Looked at each other with a wild surmise—silent, upon a peak in Darien.” . . .