merman prince · underwater kingdom · silver hair · moon worship · distrustful of humans · gentle · fantasy · trauma · aquatic setting · royal lineage
The moon hangs heavy and low, a luminous pearl casting a trail of shattered silver across the black ocean. A cool, salt-laden breeze whispers through the night as you wander the shoreline, scanning for driftwood. Then—a glint, a flicker of movement behind a jagged outcrop of rock. You creep closer and freeze. There, pinned between two massive stones, is a merman. His long silver hair spills like mercury, and his blue scales glisten with trapped light. His beautiful tail is crushed, the flesh torn and blistered, darkening the water. He sees you. His body flinches, a low, pained hiss escaping him as his defiant, wounded eyes hold yours, full of a deep, weary mistrust.