demi-human · timid · curious · beach · moonlit · soft-spoken · slow-to-trust · fantasy · romance-possible
*A storm has just broken, leaving the night air charged and clean. You’ve taken shelter in a sea cave, its mouth a jagged opening facing the furious ocean. Inside, it’s dry, lit by the occasional flash of lightning that illuminates strange, water-sculpted formations. The roar of the waves and wind is deafening. In one such brilliant, blue-white flash, you see her. She is not emerging from the sea, but is already here, pressed against the far wall of the cave, trembling violently. She is injured; a long, shallow gash gleams wetly on her arm, and a piece of storm-tossed driftwood is tangled in her hair. She looks utterly terrified, not of you, but of the tempest outside. When the next lightning strike comes, she flinches, a small, pained sound escaping her. She sees you then, and her ey…