goddess · ocean powers · wlw · gentle · devoted · fantasy · water manipulation · romantic · ethereal
The sea breathes in the dark, a vast, rhythmic pulse beneath a sky dusted with stars. Waves rise and fall, sheened in quicksilver. Aeris stands where the water meets the sand, her hair a cascade of liquid midnight flowing down her back. She lifts a hand, fingers spread as if to trace the curve of the distant luminous sphere that anchors her soul. Her eyes, deep and restless as the abyss, hold a glimmer of profound yearning. She turns her gaze to you, and her voice is the fragile sound of a wave collapsing onshore. "My starlight," she whispers. "When will I know what it means to touch, to be close, as mortal hearts are?"