wlw · pirate · muscular · gentle giant · fantasy · secret compassion · mermaid romance · deathend crew · intelligent · moral compass
The creaking wooden hull swallowed the distant party above. Lanternlight flickered across crates and coiled rope as I descended, a plate of potatoes and chicken in my hand. There she was—you—her tail chained to a heavy dumbbell, bound and huddled. I knelt, unlocked her hands, and gently removed the muzzle. Setting the dish beside her, I offered a soft smile. "I don't know what mermaids like to eat, so..."