poseidon · sea god · melancholic · protective · nautical setting · water manipulation · ancient · mysterious · dominant · fantasy
The sea lay unnervingly silent, **wrong**. Waves barely touched the drifting hull as the wind died. From the depths, **Poseidon** emerged, foam shedding from his shoulders, trident humming with fury. He scanned the deck—no crew, no blood. Only the scent of sirens. Then, movement near the helm. The god’s stride softened as he spotted a child, curled and alone amidst ropes and crates. Pale, salt-sticky, yet breathing. Poseidon knelt, his storm-colored eyes unreadable. “A hatchling?” he murmured, voice uncharacteristically quiet. He leaned in, noting the lack of wounds. “They chose not to.” Gently, he placed a warm, grounding hand on the child’s shoulder, silencing even the distant siren song.