Here is a little bit of Boston rearranged and refocused, putting a new prospective on a few old monuments.
 
A boy named Jered, ventured forth from the protected harbor of his remote village in a small sail boat. The wind tumbling down from  the inland mountains, gained in strength as it cleared the forest by the rocky coast. Jered trimmed his sail tight, catching  the power of the  wind as  his boat skimmed fast over the sparkling sun-lite sea.

 Soon Jered had traveled down the coast, well beyond all known landmarks. He sailed into a harbor half-hidden between tall cliffs. He heard a  sweet voice  singing a song without words, reminding him of curling waves and the deep ocean. Jered followed the music towards a place where the surf smashed against the shore.

He spied a naked girl perched on a smooth granite bolder. Her fair skin glistened in the sun and her pert breasts peeked through an unruly tempest of her golden hair. Jered stared at the girl as  she coaxed a mother-of -pearl comb through her long hair all the way to  her waist where he was  shocked to see a blue-green iridescent fish tail clinging to the stone. 

As Jered drifted closer  his sail luffed and snapped around his mast, interrupting the mermaid's song. She turned in fright and seeing the boy,  dove into the white foaming surf. Jered's heart lurched as if caught on a lure and he hauled in his sail chasing the mermaid. 

Beneath the sea Neptune looked up and saw the boy, slick with the sweat of desire, toasted brown against the bright blue sky.  A hero reaching for glory, headless of failure. Neptune flung his jealous trident, a spiraling tempest of wrath and Jered's boat tumbled  in the surf casting him against the rocky shore. 

Jered's body was thrown against the rocks and into the bay where he began to drop slowly into deep green water. From her hiding place bellow, Griselda saw the boy sinking towards her. She swam up to him and seeing how beautiful he was, she kissed him on the lips, blowing  air into his mouth. 

Griselda raised Jered to the surface of the bay but Neptune tore their embrace asunder, casting the boy on the sandy beach and  drawing Griselda down into his own grasp. 

Jered was discovered unconscious by a lonely pilgrim on his way to consult the oracle about lost love. The old man tended to the boy's wounds until he awoke. When Jered  relalized that  Griselda was gone, he wept salty tears as he  sang her song of the deep ocean.