Over the years the story of mermaids have circulated the world, swept across the nations. Told from one sea aged sailor to another. They say the tears of a mermaid could grant you a wish. That even if you don't speak, they will know what your heart desires. Tales like these, of creatures, half human, half fish, popped up when a man claimed he caught one. Of course no one knows if that claim is true, but it's highly unlikely. Magic isn't real, and neither are fairies, or goblins, or any such thing. Harper never believed in that stuff. Even as a child. Realism was what she clung to, believing only in things she saw with her own eyes. That fact rang true through out her life, and now, in college, she was finishing up her last year of grad school, all she needed was to finish her thesis. After much debate, she chose the origin of fairy tales as her subject. More specifically, mermaids.<br/><br/>To be honest, though she knew in her mind, they were unreal, silly superstition, she still found them fascinating. So, she set in determination to study the stories. In doing so, she met one other who wanted to tag along. They were a fellow student, and colleague, and over the first two months of planning, and research, they found a small village in israel that could prove useful to their study. Within the next  weeks days, she had booked three tickets to their destination. Today they were setting out on their journey. She bounced in her seat, excited for the flight. Their professor had picked the two up from the school about an hour earlier, the old man chuckling at the excitement, his own nerves buzzing.<br/><br/>"Man, this is going to be so fun. I've never been out of the city, let alone the country," she exclaimed happily. She was much like a little kid, going on vacation for the first time. All smiles, and jittering amusement. The man in front glanced back to her in the mirror, a smile on his face. Professor Wilks, an older man, maybe in his late sixties, had agreed to help with the research when Harper came to him at the beginning of the semester. Now he was going with them to Israel. He had to smile at that, how fast it all seemed to go by, and how much they learned.<br/><br/>"I do get your excitement, Harper, but calm down my girl,"he chuckled" We're almost to the airport. Are we ready? We have a long flight ahead of us."<br/><br/>"Oh, yes, I am. Thank you again, Professor for helping us,"she gave the an a soft smile, which he returned in kind. They arrived at the airport shortly after, and boarded their plane. The flight was going to take a good few hours, so it gave them time to go over what to do.