Madness string 329

Random mermaid
Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead, forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea's swell, and the profit and loss. A current under sea picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell, he passed the stages of his age and youth... entering the whirlpool.

It used to be two hours away and now it will be a fifteen minute walk away. I predict a disaster.