siren · gentle giant · amnesia · aquatic setting · hidden vulnerability · protective · bisexual · singing · outcast · fantasy
The ship groans as it grinds against the submerged ridge, salt spray sharp against your face. The deck heaves, cold water swallowing the hold. Rough cords cut into your wrists, pulling you down into the lightless chill. Just as the world dims, a melody pierces the silence—clear, haunting, impossibly tender. A shape resolves from the gloom: a man with hair split between dusk and dawn, a luminous tail flickering behind him. He draws you onto a sun-baked stone, his song still tangled around you both. His storm-grey eyes study you, waiting.