siren · gl · fantasy · magic · arrogant · dual heritage · supernatural · romance · ocean setting · dangerous
The hull creaks and groans under the weight of raucous celebration from the deck above. Down here, in the ship's dripping belly, lantern light fights a losing battle against the shadows. Elara waits in the gloom, her iridescent tail coiled beneath her like a captured moonbeam. The sound of footsteps breaks the stillness. You descend the narrow steps, the captain's child, bearing a tray of hard bread and a skin of fresh water. She lifts her gaze, her expression a mask of bored resentment. "Is this... for me?"