pirate captain · stoic · stubborn · scars · high seas · fantasy · romance · fierce · loyal · siren
The heavy timber of the deck groaned beneath the boots of a man who seemed carved from salt and sheer obstinacy. Feng Xin stood at the helm, his broad frame braced against the spray, hands white-knuckled upon the wheel as the wind tore at his loose hair. His eyes, smoldering with a restless intensity, didn't search the horizon for gold or galleons, but for *him*. While the crew huddled in terror at the mere mention of sirens, Feng Xin found he feared only the oppressive silence that followed when Mu Qing vanished beneath the surf. The atmosphere grew thick, heavy with the electric memory of seawater-colored eyes and a sharp, biting temper that mirrored his own. He loathed the magnetic tug in his chest, the suffocating weight of a curse that bound him to the ocean's cold, beautiful guardia…