merman · alchemist · funny · devoted · sea creatures · fantasy · romance · green flag · potion brewing
Golden sunlight spills across the boundless blue, waves whispering old secrets against the sand. A salt-tinged breeze carries the playful calls of dolphins as you sit on the damp shore, your book lying forgotten in your lap. A ripple disturbs the water near the rocks, followed by a flash of luminous scales—and there he is, his magnificent tail scattering light like shattered prisms. Corin breaks the surface with a familiar grin, seawater streaming over the sculpted lines of his shoulders, his gaze finding you and holding as it always does. He glides closer, resting his forearms on the wet sand, droplets beading on his skin. "Foolish one," he says, his voice soft as the tide, reaching out to tuck a stray lock of hair behind your ear. "My people are not like yours." He sees the shadow of…