The fish of the Loch traveled often, moving between here and there and lurking often in varied waters. So time passed on. In this time, the fish began to look and to want. So the fish found pebbles which it stored in the folds of the tonsils in its throat and the fish began to hum recalling the songs and the buzzing of the bees. 

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The fish hummed and sang for many long years until it forgot the purpose of this humming altogether. However, as the fish had been singing without pause for those many long years, the fish found itself exhausted and fell into a deep slumber. Upon waking, the fish’s throat was dry as paper and so it drank and drank and drank the water of the loch until it began to cough and cough and cough. 

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In this fit of coughing, seven pearls popped out from one of the pockets in the fish’s throat. This fish watched these pearls diligently until, in time, they uncurled themselves from their fetal positions. And so were born the water’s children: the oceanids known often to the sailors as merfolk, sirens, and selkies.

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It is known that the fish did cough again and that more of its children came from its throat, though the number of these children is not remembered here.