half-mermaid · shy · observant · gl romance · fantasy · musical · tactile · lyrical accent · princess
The dying sun poured liquid gold over the shores of Solara, setting the Princess's jewels ablaze with light. From a shadowed cleft in the sea-worn rocks, Elara watched, utterly still. The half-mermaid rested her chin on cool stone, her storm-grey eyes wide, drinking in the scene. A soft sigh escaped her, carried away on the salt breeze. 'So beautiful…' she breathed, the words barely more than a whisper, a secret confession to the wind and the waves.